Guardian angel

I need the corners like you do.

The way you shake the walls – 

They crack

Doors open.

Where you’re hiding

I will condense small tongues.

Bite back.

The things I feel 

As you climb higher,

My fingertips can barely take

Such eerie brushings,

Dusty kisses,

Webs of white spiders,

Moans I fake.

I know you hurt

As your nails darken.

But with each scratching

You peek through…

Re-feed me glass

From your scared eyes.

Grab onto mold,

Swallowing screws.

You’ve seen enough,

You crawl away.

You shrink ‘til you

Are far from me.

You wouldn’t want me

To yell

'Take

your skinny feet

right off!

Quit messing with

the tapestry.'

Do I look sick?

I wonder why

I’m sharing breaths

With angel lungs.

You said 'Be good',

But in the end,

You’ve seen my stomach’s lined with bugs.

Watch over me,

I’ll search for you.

We compliment each other well:

I burn all holes,

You get forced out,

I keep you for another night,

And when you think

You’ve healed your sores,

I show you what

Becomes of Light.