by Lethe Jinx, your neighborhood werecat
If heaven had a key, I'd
It'd be small, golden, and easy to hide,
the lock matching it in delicacy.
Soft chimes would sound as I reverently turned my hand,
sealing a treasured goal away forever.
And just like that, I'd lock us out of heaven.
If hell had a bolt, I'd
It'd be thick, gray, and untouched by age,
the chains matching it in maleficence.
A metallic clang of stricken metal, shards falling in my wake
as I run, laughing, with the hounds of hell at my heals.
And just like that, I'd unleash all of our demons.
If earth had a door, I'd
It'd be fragrant, smelling of apples and joy,
and its hinges would be well-oiled and soundless.
The silence would deepen as I cloaked the frame in shadows,
claiming happiness from those who would squander it.
And just like that, I'd kill us all.
Turning humans into hounds, I'd cry havoc and unleash you to war.