Angel ride

Life revolves, rears up and hitsus in the face with unexpectedmessages.You leap and twitch the switchthat sears us, you turn the heat onlike cathedral choirso dry and empty of sound the wallsrebound and crumble.The things that matter wallpaper yourbrain with their absence, so you chewme like old gum.I'm fabulous in isolation, watch the sunrise, rolling like a beer barrel towards its birthin blanket sky.The angels wait patiently and you decidewhether or not to decide, to be lovedby me.

Poetry