Angel Cyanide (revised)
by M-21
Posted to Poetry on 2004-01-26 03:53:00
last night in sleep I dreamed – in sleep I died –
and in a wasteland manifest with care
I met the bright-eyed Angel Cyanide –
her halo weeping through the rainy air
the angel said this was my life on earth –
this red horizon and this jet-black sea –
all from my unknown power bestowed at birth
and razed into the night’s finality
here in the dark she told me how to live –
I never listened but to hear her say
I never gave it all that I could give –
a notion I denied and put away
I thought it was a dream I could undo
but when I saw her starry tears I knew –