Glistening
Gleefully we adore the angels
Flying in formation to a sunny horizon that burned electrical lights into our minds
Just as the silver chord
wrapped around her wrist
Longing to make music left behind
Only sleeps like static
In an apocalyptic delusion
I hope to overcome such damn depression
With psychic readings on projects
Discounted by scientist drama queens
How often was it so gay to kiss rain drops
On a whim of an after life echo
If only she wasn’t lunatic and could describe
The silhouettes of the shadow she claimed
To conquer.
2
1
0