i met an angel in a back alley once .
she held out a cigarette for me to take
and offered to take me away.
i said no
" i love life far too much "
she told me to let go
to let the world flow over you
in shades of teal and shining mauve .
as you fade into the floral printed wallpaper ,
you will become more than you ever have
as you are remembered
less and .
less .
the angel said that she got her wings this white
with bleach and hydrogen peroxide .
her antlers are misfitting
" stole them from a dead deer on the side of the road "
i asked her why she was here
what she had to do
what her mission was
she folded into the shadows
and left .
Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 8:25 AM UTC
i met an angel in a back alley once .
she held out a cigarette for me to take
and offered to take me away.
i said no
" i love life far too much "
she told me to let go
to let the world flow over you
in shades of teal and shining mauve .
as you fade into the floral printed wallpaper ,
you will become more than you ever have
as you are remembered
less and .
less .
the angel said that she got her wings this white
with bleach and hydrogen peroxide .
her antlers are misfitting
" stole them from a dead deer on the side of the road "
i asked her why she was here
what she had to do
what her mission was
she folded into the shadows
and left .
inspired by " Blessed be the Ones Who Tie Off the Trash Bags " by silas denver martin .
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