• The Trouble with Angels

    by  • October 20, 2017 • * Safe for Work *, Waxing Poetic • 3 Comments

    Winter and Autumn

    I remember my eyes as slippery
    As ice, my heart feeling
    Love generate and coil and
    Leave my love to pocket
     impermeable
    Shine in small bottles.
    You never saw it
    The way my heart frenzied
    From two strangers
    Who made a rare form of Capgras
    Syndrome seem as if a speck.
    A world of Zotar bringing an earthly footing.
    Or floods and thunderstrms
    You never saw chaos
    From your lips
    As I did. In silence, in grins, in centuries.
    You only saw an angel
    And the devil in yourselves.
    My eyes slip still
    When I am here and he isn’t,
    When snow falls,
    When fall leaves,
    You both talk of love
    As if you never tried tweaking
    The definition and yet did so
    Without noticing how much the
    Magnetic forces pulled you apart.
    Another day where I destroyed
    Poe and Hawthorne
    Trying to mend pieces that I cannot
    Mend.
    It isn’t that I didn’t love you
    Is that the moment I knew
    The only moment I ever knew
    How the riddles vexed a
    Shimmer of love.
    It is what it was.
    Finding out two people love
    You on the same day
    And finding themselves crucify the one
    Love
    After millions of silly thoughts
    Fled
    It is so sad to me that I had
    Mistakenly shattered a veneer
    A mirage I had hoped would last
    Lifetimes..
    It isnt that I cannot stop my eyes
    On a heartbeat who showed me love.
    It is that I can look
    And still miss a guiness poured
    I love you both in ways
    That replenish the heart
    That mend my fingers to touch
    That keep you divided
    As seas and mountains and flowers and trees.
    And although you hate for me to admit it,
    I still.
    I would have never walked
    Into that bar.

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    3 Responses to The Trouble with Angels

    1. E
      November 17, 2017 at 2:50 pm

      This is a work of art.




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    2. eh
      November 19, 2017 at 4:17 am

      Thanks. I wrote it during a bad time in my life. Glad someone else also finds it beautiful.




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      • E
        November 20, 2017 at 8:27 pm

        You are welcome. I know how this feels, minus the alcohol & bar setting.

        “You never saw chaos
        From your lips
        As I did. In silence, in grins, in centuries.
        You only saw an angel
        And the devil in yourselves.”

        Beautiful.




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