While the Animals Were Sleeping
His love
was above
the pain
from the
stained glass
and aftermath
of abuse
he cradled me
while disabling
reasons
he'd say
shhhhhhhh
the animals love you.
and if you stop crying
they'll come
and sing to us
I
inhaled his breath
and believed that
if I breathe invitation
i'd hear
the wild wolves
howl while they prowled
around us..
He said..
it's not us they hunger
they seek the thunder
under the same sins and stars..
I
felt special
and for just a few minutes
felt the devils arms around me..
I
believe that
the rain washes us clean.
then one day
early
too early
jesse was alone
the animals were sleeping..
as it rained
he blamed himself
for the health
of a sick earth...
got the bible
and his gun
closed his eyes and sung
to god.
as we scurried the floor
to gather his brains
and tried piecing his head
back together
i
sat back against the wall
and tasted the blood
of an angel...
my finger still lingers
the scent...
Copyright © Kimmy Thieleke | Year Posted 2013
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