Tango

[Robert Crisman]

Back when I was roping the goats the Devil wore sharkskin, and reptiles that gave his feet wings.

He'd smoke down the street winking hi to the ladies, letting them know that Hell was the Dream they all dreamed of.

He'd see some sweet thing and smile and say, "It must be recess in Heaven!"

Inviting the Angel to come out and play...

Heaven and Hell: it takes two to tango.

And sometimes at night I can still smell the smoke...

[Angela]

I absolutely love "recess in Heaven".  You work duality nicely here, Robert.

[Cita]

This reads like a song, like song lyrics.  This is fucking fantastic.