Fresco Heaven

I want to sit next to you, Michelangelo –
beneath your painted-ceiling heaven
and muse at the secrets of life,
death, and creation –
for this is as close
to heaven as I’ll get.
Let me make wishes
upon your painted stars
like long-distance calls to God
until He judges and disconnects –
while little painted angels
roll their eyes at me.
I am only a soul,
dressed in skin;
innocuous sinner
who stings with life –
looking for my place
in your fresco heaven.

© Roxi St. Clair

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