thirteen a.m.

ThIrTeEn
a.M.
+++++++

It's Thirteen a.m.
and
there's Blood On
The Floor.

How the hell did
I
get here?


(why is there A
Red
Hand Print On
The Door?)

+

Stephen,

were
you bad
again?

(I thought
we
discussed
this.)

You said you
were Partying
With Old
Devil-Friends!

(and
I almost
felt Her
Angel Kiss.)

+

At 13
a.m.
Hells' Streets
are
Empty.

(and hardly
A
Demon
Can Be Seen.)

But
sometimes you
can
meet a Friendly.

(Shadow
seeking
Heavens Dream.)

+

oh,

How the Hell
did
I Get Here?

(This Prison
Absent
My Adore.)

Stephen,

did
you
cause
Angelic
Tears?!

(and Leave
Her
Handprint
On
The Door.)

j.stephen.h.