The Walker
bedeviled by saucy angels
he takes a twilight walk
behind his eyes
the old world is fading away
left and right
were but one
unclimbable horizon
he quickened his steps
as if fast walking would
outpace the beating of his
homeless heart
as for the tender-hearted angels
they were undressing
always undressing
always demanding
he stay rooted in his earth
if he could
even if he couldn't
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