this was the last i heard from you
i almost wish i wasn't there
you always think it will be meaningful
but it wasn't, not for me
you said i shouldn't feel alone
you said i have angels here to guide me home
the point was not that i'm in need
of worn out, second handed relief
you're a derelict of post-colonial architecture
i'm an inheritance of a prince
you wanna hear something really funny?
you said "you'll never be alone,
you have angels there with you"
i asked "is there someone there with you?"
you just said jesus loves me
stitch together
feather by feather
tenderly precautious
sewing an angel's heart
can you hear
it in the quietest night
endless lament
its your decision to make
coudre ensemble
plume par plume
pleurer sur les membres perdus
oh quelle scène tragique
peux-tu l'entendre
dans la nuit la plus calme
sous les lampadaires
carreaux brillants
starry sky
angels of the night
quarreling outside