I awoke with melting black angels crawling into my ears, 
The wings of pre-human birds spanning the sky above my mind, 
I floated foggily from one room to the next looking for myself, 
All I found was an empty space and an unused frown, 
The darkness of the night before and night to come weighing me down, 
The light in my toes and sparks dancing in my eyes giving me hope, 
Again this weight and curtains closed, 
This front room fire & Soulful prose, 
This halo around my bed and now this same darkened room, 
I know that when my head meets the pillow's gentle surface I will dream of light. 

c. Copyright 2016 Anu Azrael

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