Leave me alone for you know this is not the first time. In fact, this is twice in a row that the angels have slipped through our landslide to fill up our garden with snow and I don’t wish to taste of your insides or to call out your name through my phone for the glory boys at your bedside will love you as long as you’re something to own.
Follow me through a city of frost covered angels. I swear I have nothing to prove. I just want to dance in your tangles to give me some reason to move but to take on the world at all angles requires a strength I can’t use. So I’ll meet you up high in your anger of all that is hoping and waiting for you.