Hell and Love
by Garret Keizer
Hell is always grander to pain
Than the bliss of a resurrected saint;
More fun to show the lecher's doom,
Tits and ass in the flickering gloom.
Yet love inspires more than hate,
A head caressed than on a plate,
And even should his colors wash,
I'd put Chagall in front of Bosch.
The Passion is a painter's dream,
With hell and love a single theme--
The human body stripped to show
A death both merciful and slow.