I recall heaven
You lay to my left. A stream running over rocks, to my right. You said, "we could run away from it all, you know." I said I would like that very much.
We lay by each other for a while. A hour? Maybe just half of it?
We dreamed of an even sweeter heaven. A little hut up a hill in Kapchorwa. We would grow our own food. We would keep a million shillings on mobile money, for a health emergency. Nobody would know who we were or what we left behind. What we left behind would never know how to find us; probably wouldn't want to.
But then you glanced at your watch and we arose. Resurrected from heaven back into the hell of responsibility and routine.
Do you recall heaven?
You lay to my left. A stream running over rocks, to my right. You said, "we could run away from it all, you know." I said I would like that very much.
We lay by each other for a while. A hour? Maybe just half of it?
We dreamed of an even sweeter heaven. A little hut up a hill in Kapchorwa. We would grow our own food. We would keep a million shillings on mobile money, for a health emergency. Nobody would know who we were or what we left behind. What we left behind would never know how to find us; probably wouldn't want to.
But then you glanced at your watch and we arose. Resurrected from heaven back into the hell of responsibility and routine.
Do you recall heaven?
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