I STILL LOVE AN ANGEL---- BUT BURIED HER WINGS

fallen eaten angel
wings nailed into passive swarming thought
bleeding from orbits devoid in sights betrayal 
spread across innocence ,split into dreadful form
destructions intended marriage 
​​​​​​​idols shatter in vicious gentle falls
Vodka bottle labels collect themselves
torn ripped mornings regain contempt as mirrors nightly call
Love bullied ,teased, 
witness to ripped pages,torn infested 
limp questions begin to narrate 
stories cover whiskey eyes

She performs the Angels act
invited shadows creep inside her scented time
madness crashes into wall and virgin 
houses twist and dust flung from opening voices
rattle into jailed obssesion
saluted seated throned on the defeated breast

ploughed fields sweep over the years spread
​​​​​​​she scratches at the burrowing parasitic face
this reflected beauty sacrificed on loves slap
no days of the weak
just closing vaults in minutes weep

​​​​​​​And Death the love to bring.