Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Once Upon a Time...

No one gave a f*ck.


There's an angel visiting me in my dreams.
No, this is no godsend or message from heaven...
The angel isn't telling me anything I don't already know.
In fact, the only reason I'm even referring to it as an angel is because of how beautiful and luminous it is, even though it's always wearing black.

My heart is full to bursting and this angel is helping me hold on just a little while longer.
I can see its face; love in its eyes & music on its lips.
I get tears in my eyes, when it asks so simply and sincerely, "How are you?"
I reply from parts of myself no one has proven worthy to see...
For many reasons, I trust this angel more than anyone I know in my waking life.

When Angelito touches me, I die.
I fall from skyscrapers atop mountains.
I watch my body shatter
& we smile because I like the sound.
Angelito takes me everywhere all at once.
I drown in it.
Tonight, I'll fall asleep to die again.




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