Sep 2017
The smoke will nestle in the fur of my coat
and I will bless the glass with every sip I take.
You will hear my steps- boots of long gone animal-
and when I am drunk with wine and lust,
you will taste the halo in my mouth.
The Lord cuts my wings, but I remain holy– holy,
holy am I in all my blood stained glory-- Amen.
—L, *The Mortal Angels of New York (1995)
and I will bless the glass with every sip I take.
You will hear my steps- boots of long gone animal-
and when I am drunk with wine and lust,
you will taste the halo in my mouth.
The Lord cuts my wings, but I remain holy– holy,
holy am I in all my blood stained glory-- Amen.
—L, *The Mortal Angels of New York (1995)
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