u wouldn’t no angels


u wouldn’t no angels
walkin down town streets
you wouldn’t c m watchin
thru the sunlight on yr ceilins
wouldn’t recognize m
cultivatin happy feelings

ne’er perceivin
of the weavin
of their webs of light
in the night

wouldn’t c their faces n
the stones neath yr feet c u
block m out
with the food u eat


wouldn’t no daemons
if u saw m
near the floor
in the door
looked at straightly
there no more

u wouldn’t c
tall light suckin
shadows on yr walls at night
if they were right
beside u wouldn’t no demons

in little machines an medium
sized machines an great big
machines of all sorts

u wouldn’t no jingling
change on the subway behind u

The poet/editor of this website is physically disabled, lives at a fraction of her nation’s poverty level, and is presently homeless. Become a patron of the arts at: https://www.gofundme.com/are-you-a-patron-of-the-arts

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