fallen angel

18 March 2006

My angel did not come dressed in white,
Rather, she looked very much soiled
Wrapped in tattered rags, the faded blues of which
Resembled her heaven not at all.
Her wings were crumpled beneath her
As she lay, almost as if she had fallen
But, oh! Her wings, all wet and soggy and gray
Like, maybe, a dreary day, or most likely
Salvaged newsprint – the other day’s news
Brought back to life to shield her delicate
Skin from the coarse asphalt of her bed.

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3 Responses to “fallen angel”

  1. samantha Says:

    aww. :’c *ping*

  2. jay Says:

    he speaks! 🙂

    good to see you writing again.

  3. noromyxo Says:

    indeed. what a relief. for a moment there i thought i had lost my tongue.


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