In heaven, no one has a blue check
next to their name
Or, rather, everyone does
Not a check so much as
a kind of crystalline glow
like the ocean (I imagine)
in the Antarctic
Sparkling so bright
you can't even look at each other
Because the true, pure soul
of every human is more precious
then the rarest gem
& you say, "OMG, look who
commented on my post
Look who retweeted me
They have billions of followers"
& the angels gasp each time,
& say, "Oh, man! You're going to be
so famous now!"