Poem 20160224

angels’ hearts spring from fire
wings steel-forged
eyes composed of starless night
hands and feet and faces carved in marble
cold, fragile voices, quick to shatter
sharp like glass

they rise
though you cannot see them

they do not fly
yet the earth recedes
repelled under their feet

you feel the weight
of being left
beneath

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