Angel Wings

Posted on January 27, 2017 by Yaku Potgieter

Bare foot across the dusty paths
I drag those fucking angel wings
Black as the blackest of nights
All the way back to heavens door
I throw them at old St Peters feet
Turn a bloody back, say, ‘No more’

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