Hades takes Cerberus out for a walk
along The Boardwalk of Forgetfulness,
despite its name, no one remembers why
everytime someone strolls along this shore
shifts occur as their memories escape,
trouble is . . . no one ever remembers
a thing about what happened in the past,
kind and decent people simply forget
exactly how they happened to arrive,
standing in the river bathing themselves.
Cerberus takes no notice of the souls,
even if three heads are better than one,
resting on a single torso is tough,
better to have three, maybe four, stomachs,
even then, problems arise concerning
rituals of feeding dead souls to dogs,
until another dog arrives, the point
stays moot, one dog with three heads is enough,
only Cerberus never needs to eat,
under the sky, mortals feast upon earth,
the underworld is a different terrain,
for starters, nothing grows where there's no light,
of course, no one needs to eat after death,
restless souls have nothing better to do,
and so, they wander along each river,
wailing for their lost lives, like Ancient Greeks,
arguing whose life was better, whose worse,
lifting their heads as Hades passes by,
kind and decent people bathe in darkness.
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