Turned away from heaven
I went to the underworld
But the Devil said
My company for eternity
Would be “onerous”

And that is how second hell started
I called to the cloying
The grating, the unambitiously mean
With no small pride
I say we are many

The double-parkers, the naggers,
the peg-backers.
Artists of self-pity and blame
Those that do not return shopping carts
Gossips, click-baiters,
know-it-alls, and do-nothings.
We are legion

Check out other work in the Uncollected series here.