Fallen Angel

From far up here to down below,

Two martyrs' in this confront

From cusp to culiarity our iris do collide

Do you see yourself reflected in the blackest parts of me?

Outstretched beyond lie feathered posteriors

Your failures to me now painfully clear to see

With wings affixed to bone to break,

Tragic trajectories fore told, instilling fear

With mighted strength i do you embrace and take

A foot held down, to instigate

The keel, the bow, the appendages new vicissitude

Pulled into a smut of ruby juices

As your maker looks on helplessly

A witness to new age heresy that ensues...

Toss the forlorn overboard...

A free-fall fated in slow motions,

With insinuations formed from stagnant air,

Rushing past my ears as i fall for honest notions,

That angelic providence is unfair

The earth moves quickly towards me

Magnified by this dis-ease.

Daylight hours turn to closed flowers

And i witness the darkest dissensions

Atmospheres become unique and i feel them,

Changing throughout my descent

A life of luxury wants and will,

Servitude now turned to torment

As time beholds its defeat, the tearing of its design

A dramatic aftermath on the precipice

Fresh body and earth collide

The downfall of immortal beings, fighting to refrain

The bodice now limp as it bounces,

And returns to the earth once again

Motionless now as time returns

A body is battered and torn

Heavenly flesh ripped into the soil

This bird that preys no more

Heavenly flesh ripped into the soil

A body lies battered and torn

Motionless now as time returns

The bodice now limp as it bounces

And returns to the earth once again...

But what of humanity?

As stars are tainted reds

A rain shall fall down upon them

Till every last one is dead

The anguish of fallen angels,

Re-interpreted as rotting flesh

The hope that once lived within us