The Last Judgement
- Bridgette Holland
- Jul 18, 2020
- 1 min read
Below is an ekphrastic poem written about The Last Judgment by Michelangelo.

Ironic, the Pope commissioning a gay man
to grant him a masterpiece.
Angels and the virgin Mary do appear,
but gargoyle-like trumpeters,
and a man holding his skin like a discarded itchy sweater
certainly bring the burning of hell under any apathetic asses.
I doubt the Pope was thrilled with the depiction
of his scrotum gripped in the Devil’s jaws,
or a gross distortion of the holy who revel,
graphic beheadings and torture of martyrs,
or the fate of sinners who writhe and scream.
A sure-fire way to inspire piety,
but the faithful who enter
and notice the grotesque muscles
may not be aware
of the subtle “fuck you” flair.
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