I haven’t slept for an eternity
I haven’t kissed my baby to sleep in ages
I have been walking on the sharp edges of time
The soil breathes fire and the air is unpleasant.
A vast relentless stretch of unrest.
I saw an angel on the sidewalk.
Lacerated wings
She wept in crimson and blue.
And I saw lovers, sleeping together
Arms entwined
Nails digging into the skin
And a set of teeth biting purple lips.
Wrapped in plastic they waited for the highest bidder.
Is that a lake? Or is that a mortuary of desires?
Should I proceed or should I play this last game of chess?
Is it time yet? Time to conclude all games
And count the things undone!
Is this what they call redemption?
