u wouldn’t no angels (reprise)

u wouldn’t no angels
walkin down town streets
you wouldn’t c m watchin
thru the sunlight on yr ceilins
wouldn’t recognize m
cultivatin happy feelings

ne’er perceivin
of the weavin
of their webs of light
in the night

wouldn’t c their faces n
the stones neath yr feet c u
block m out
with the food u eat


wouldn’t no daemons
if u saw m
near the floor
by the door
looked at straightly
there no more

u wouldn’t c
tall light suckin
shadows on yr walls at night
if they were right
beside u wouldn’t no demons

in little machines an medium
sized machines an great big
machines of all sorts

u wouldn’t no jingling
change on the subway behind u



Ana Daksina View All →

A poet is the strangest sort of soul
You in this life may e'er expect to meet
More broken even while more truly whole,
Innocently intending well, more sweet

Than any but a five year old should be
Unfit to meet a callused world's demand
Or to behave aught expediently
All grace in flight; an albatross on land

Do not the all too common error make
Do not fall into the too easy trap
Avoid the fatal egoic mistake
Imagining that poet be a sap

Powerful spirits classic and antique
Give voice when poets ope their mouths to speak

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