Yesterday we dreamed
Angels,
Comforters
Of our nights
Alone
Shaken by dread.
What escape
Is beyond
The flame
Of flesh
That licks
In crevices
Dark
Beyond
Desire?
Who can
Question
That?
Yesterday we dreamed
Angels,
Comforters
Of our nights
Alone
Shaken by dread.
What escape
Is beyond
The flame
Of flesh
That licks
In crevices
Dark
Beyond
Desire?
Who can
Question
That?
Questions only angels are qualified to ask. – mh clay