Heaven Is Hexagonal

Translucent walls, each with a door.

Cells of life with a live neighbor.

They swim thru space

Sometimes crashing.

Still can’t figure

Teeth a’ knashing

People bashing the

Hands of time saying

Turn back now!

Don’t care how! Just

Do it. Do it! Do it!

But, time won’t turn back.

Give it all your flack.

Time’s awatin’ in the hallway.