After Life Vacation, Or, One Way One Way Trips May Be Not

After Life Vacation,

Or, One Way One Way Trips May Be Not   

a logistical observation in sonnet form

by a female Faust

“Honesty is a one way trip to Hell.”

—Sub Urban

“Those of us that had been up all night 

were in no mood for coffee and donuts,

we wanted strong drink.”

—Hunter S. Thompson

The Sunrise Auto Walk  ‘round Heaven is, despite

its good reviews on Yelp, a rarely crowded ride.

Hell’s own, again, in no pastry-coffee mood; Hell had, again, been up all night;

but they held their tickets firm as their resolve to ogle well the Other Side.

The Sunset Auto Walk ‘round Hell is a likewise hi-tech roundabout

tourist trap, complete with mugs and keychains, posters, tees:

Rock Stars, Poets, Lovers, throng, & as they roll in & roll on out

They shake their heads & pointing, laugh at what they saw — & didn’t see

In Hell, honesty gets a free ride on the Auto Walk, (likewise Lies, in Heaven):

 No cameras! Hold on to handrails! Keep hands and elbows in!

Don’t believe me? Go ask Virgil, Marlowe, Blake, or Milton,

Angels are to Devils what redemption is to sin.

The former answer honestly the honest, the latter is but mask

Hide & go seek, surely the game of choice — for souls with wit to ask.