Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Poem #32 "Walking with Angels into the Night"

Walking with Angels into the Night
Rubbing eyes and head
To find that one more ounce
Of electric shock to keep going
My mind fuzzy from too many
Sudden jolts that come
Every hour of every day
I long for sleep
But when presented with it
I scoff at the notion
Of going there
No, there must be one more
Time, place, person, or word
To burn the night off
And see the charred beauty
After the fire takes
Everything else away
My bones sing and dance
Up from the sand
Reanimated with soul and sun
I stroll willingly into the furnace
walking with angels

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