selfish seated next to pure
how does evil lure demure
underserving, i am cruel
a wildfire only one ruled
narcissistic, i saw snow
so i torched it, saw it glow
watched the torture, killed it slow
forced together, white and coal
hand in hand and as they melted
when things ended, i reacted
if only i'd been forewarned
would’ve never fired that torch
a refugee i fled for help
from war i'd waged against myself
when ceaseless thoughts of him intrude
i knew fate had picked my refuge
an Angel touched my hand
he took from me my black
his wings lifted my sins
he sensed my innocence
rinsed clean my slate with his
for me he risked his wings
saw my tears made them his
he is my tears
he protects me
offers relief
he sustains me
unhesitating
made quiet my fire
he seized my fears
saved me like tears
he is my tears
he is my tears
i am pyrite, he is gold
in-fractions quartered my soul
so one tuesday night in june
i raised my weight up on a stool
pessimistic i sought sleep
sewed a tassle by my eulogy
blotched its ink as my eyes spewed
forced my neck into the noose
inhaled the last breath i’d hold
when in he rushed, my precious stone
if only he’d been forewarned
would’ve never touched fool’s gold
then an Angel touched my hand
he changed my jaded plans
his words exuded jewels
he sensed my dissonance
synced my dead breath with his
with jade greener than spring
filled my lungs to the brim
as my eyes streamed in front of him
he swam dark seas and prized me with
faith i’d drowned cowardly in gin
he is my tears
he protects me
offers relief
he sustains me
unhesitating
made quiet my fire
he seized my fears
saved me like tears
he is my tears
he is my tears
he kneels down by my knees, says he
wished he had his lens now to steal
this image his two lenses see
the sky's iris crowning his queen
dilates my pupils as he speaks
constrict-in vein when high i peek
see no bright stars can make me peak
like sights of his smile just for me
seep fingertips deep in my wrist
feel my heart racing, so i sprint
hear its beats use my ears as drums
hymns his tears sang that day still haunt
i stole from him all but my tears
he held my burden selflessly
and as i robbed strides selfishly
my faith fell back beneath my feet
he is my tears
he protects me
offers relief
he sustains me
unhesitating
made quiet my fire
he seized my fears
saved me like tears
he is my tears
he is my tears
wish he could see
that even when they kneel
Angels
exceed queens.
- end