Sitemap
Slinging Some Ink

Words of love, lust and a little pixie dust.

Member-only story

Answers in The Afterlife

Sitting at the gate awaiting my fate. God only takes the best. If you aren’t quite ready, don’t worry, there’s a bench it’s okay to take a rest.

2 min readMay 21, 2025

--

Photo by Dreamwalker ☀️ on Unsplash

Satan’s gate behind this door your hell awaits.

Knock, knock, knocking on Heaven’s Door,

Staring down the crowded fiery abyss below at Satan's floor.

Greeted by the guard of the passage in the blackest nights worn and weak,

Lost and blinded, awaiting the lantern’s spark,

Illuminated by the stars above, words of wisdom from the teacher does one seek,

Trials, tribulations, and the ultimate tests,

Answer these if you will, If this were to your final breath,

If these were to be your last days,

Looking into the future's past,

Would you be happy with your ways?

Staring into the face of truth on the Day of the Dead,

--

--

Slinging Some Ink
Slinging Some Ink

Published in Slinging Some Ink

Words of love, lust and a little pixie dust.

A.j Thomas
A.j Thomas

Written by A.j Thomas

Literary gutter vixen words of love and lust, sprinkled in pixie dust.

No responses yet