Hell is a cold desert
She wanted to go to the museumto make me see a painting,
« The Fall of the Damned » by
Peter Paul Rubens.
(If you haven't seen this painting,
take a look on a website.)
- Prodigious skills, she told me, and big mistake.
All these damned souls mingling
in a burning Fall. Think about the time
you've been the most unhappy. You were alone
with your burden and most of all you were
cold. Hell is not a howling furnace,
It is a cold desert
with nobody else
but you.
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