Haiku: Nothing But Time

Angels in usher

outfits busily

tap your name into

iPhones.

 

Tippety tap tap.

They are the maître d’s

of Elysium.

They know

 

Who’s who. A twenty

won’t do:  baksheesh is

a no no, here o’er

the clouds.

 

And as you might surmise,

Only the brown

Nosers get these jobs:

Just as

 

In real life. They’ll rat

You out faster than

Sammy the Bull.  So

it’s just

 

like trying for a

table at Le Cirque:

don’t hold your breath.

You’ll get

 

to St. Peter’s front

desk: eons to go.

There’s nothing but time

up here.

***

j.o. 7/9/17

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