vox angelica


at once i knew this wasn’t
what i’d first thought it to be
“come back to heaven” she had said
“come back to sleep with me forever”

this by chance
was all that i could hear of
her silence
for it was all that i could ever understand

through the sweat
and the blasphemy i wept
for what seemed like an eternity
i held her frail chasm
closer to me
once i knew her fatal wisdoms
were the closure i would seek

but she loved me
she adored me
my beloved
why abhor thee
when i’ve nothing else to savor
in this world
in this life?

“come down to heaven” she had cried
“come down and bathe with me in moonlight”
how i tried
how i wanted
how i’d died as if i’d daunted
all she sought
how she withered
once the summer passed
come hither
old man winter
broken blisters
pained and splintered
scarred with wishes
inhibitions

“come, dear angel” she had written
though i’d given
her no means
for my forgiveness
how she would plead
for mine own pity
and mine pith to seek the city of her lore
and where it lied before she knew its truth no more




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