Tuesday, March 15, 2011

The Wardens of Purgatory

Purgatory is a state of mind
run by minor functionaries.
You know the kind:
self-important, full of facts,
dropping names

like thumb tacks. (Ouch!)
Grouchy, arch, pretentious
bureaucratic wardens
of inadequacy: how effortlessly
they remind us of our lowly

station! Maybe they deserve
some admiration.
Cultivating woe to such
a fine extremity, their incapacity
seems infinite: they may not

know the way to go, but oh,
do they know how to stay!
Let’s tip our beanies
to these meanies.
Then let's get the hell away.


1 comment:

gsb3 said...

Enjoyed this one, Guy. It's funny you wrote this because I was reading Paradise Lost, by John Milton, and it inspired me to write a poem called "If only..." Check it out, if you're interested. Here's the link: