The Angels' Walk

Mon, 04/01/2013 - 01:00 -- Kelvin

Location

90262
United States
33° 55' 11.514" N, 118° 12' 0.1008" W

Pour her feet in emerald flames
Place her hands in ruby grains

They pulled his brain from the southern swamp
Clenched to a tree.
They poured their golden bleeds on his palms
The flares on his jeans sing to them.

“Watch him bleed”
“Let’s all dream”
Let them dream

The lake has essence of thirsty children
They sing songs with their elders
While they watch them fall

Flowers rain upon their heads
They move along the road
Calmly, they make their way to the brighten gates

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