folding corners into perfect shape
when forlorn pings make hell each escape
I came nightly to this place
by the way of a crooked and unseen highway
I can't find myself anyway
as she takes me there
I can't be myself anyway
Still she takes me there
within seconds the room was filled
angels pushed her from my windowsill
far below me the semblance burned
embers of halos kindling her
I can't find myself anyway
as she takes me there
I can't be myself anyway
Still she takes me there