Angel Brings What Is Desired
Tell me something I don’t know, Angel
Did it hurt
I mean, when you fell, did it hurt
Would you like coffee
May I treat you like a lover
Where is your body anyway
That isn’t your body
Where are you in this tumbleweed
of light
In what language will you speak to me
Why are you here
Angel, I don’t know if I am in a place
to hear what it is
you have to tell me
Do you have to
Can’t we sit here like this
a bit longer
my pupils shrinking and
shrinking to hold you
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