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The Fallen Angels
They come on to my clean
sheet of paper and leave a Rorschach blot.

They do not do this to be mean,
they do it to give me a sign
they want me, as Aubrey Beardsley once said,
to shove it around till something comes.

Clumsy as I am,
I do it.

For I am like them -
both saved and lost,
tumbling downward like Humpty Dumpty
off the alphabet.


Each morning I push them off my bed
and when they get in the salad
rolling in it like a dog,
I pick each one out
just the way my daughter
picks out the anchoives.

In May they dance on the jonquils,
wearing out their toes,
laughing like fish.

In November, the dread month,
they suck the childhood out of the berries
and turn them sour and inedible.


Yet they keep me company.

They wiggle up life.

They pass out their magic
like Assorted Lifesavers.

They go with me to the dentist
and protect me form the drill.

At the same time,
they go to class with me
and lie to my students.


O fallen angel,
the companion within me,
whisper something holy
before you pinch me
into the grave.
Written by: Anne Sexton

Book: Shattered Sighs