angels who mimic cheer

angels who mimic cheer.

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I was a junkie for her

charms,

and her words?...

the needle in my arms;

the

laughing gas I wept to

lonely.

(as demons danced in

raging swarms.)

my withdrawal is a numbness

which

leads the mind to beg for

pain,

a wanderer traveling a stormy

desert.

(burnt mouth sewn shut

with rain)

and

perhaps ill die here?

(in my lost and haunted

head.)

dreaming of Angels who

mimic cheer!

(but are in truth the
monsters

beneath my bed.)

j.stephen.h.