Miracle man,
What can you do for me?
Will you spread your angel wings
and block my view
or can you hold red cupped in
your ape hands and turn
wine into ichor?
Miracle man,
wave me your wand
swift movements only
or wave me goodbye.
Don't tell me you know how
to prepare for
the inevitable unless
you defy definite certainties.
Miracle man,
your complex grace,
teach me dying but
do not let me die.
Show me living amongst
wilting lives.
Or don't.
Miracle man,
place your hand to
my wrist
my chest
my throat
and show me
iron strength in pulses.
Miracle man,
Do not acknowledge
what you cannot
save for me.
Shield my eyes, guardian.
Help me hide from
tomorrow's tomorrow.
Jun 11, 2025
Jun 11, 2025 at 6:56 PM UTC
Miracle man,
What can you do for me?
Will you spread your angel wings
and block my view
or can you hold red cupped in
your ape hands and turn
wine into ichor?
Miracle man,
wave me your wand
swift movements only
or wave me goodbye.
Don't tell me you know how
to prepare for
the inevitable unless
you defy definite certainties.
Miracle man,
your complex grace,
teach me dying but
do not let me die.
Show me living amongst
wilting lives.
Or don't.
Miracle man,
place your hand to
my wrist
my chest
my throat
and show me
iron strength in pulses.
Miracle man,
Do not acknowledge
what you cannot
save for me.
Shield my eyes, guardian.
Help me hide from
tomorrow's tomorrow.
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