Wednesday, October 9, 2024

Angelic Blow


In my hammer, 

   I have the might 


  to shred down your wall. 


Anchor. Piece by piece, 

  with the mighty force 

    of Angelic blows.


                   or....


Or...



  ...We could walk a while, if you rather suppose? 

                                    

Talk a while...


Let the day overpass us, 

  open air, all the elements surround us-

 

 Love.


Maybe then it wouldn't be such a war?


Maybe then, a stroll is all we need, 

  if you can 

moment by moment, 

try to put down your ego with me? 


Your walls, disintegrating under my watery rains, emotions washing clean 


everything that we gleam 


Unattainable. 


I'd rather not, but if you say to blow, 

  I will blow it all down for you Darling 


A walk ...

                Or a war? 


But the tower 

                         is coming down. 




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