the wire


the wireblg

my devil deal made
when no one was looking
and the hours small
i tend to forget
about the angels
when at night i inhale
the anger share

my hands tight
around the wire
body swinging wild
in the landlash winds

crow’s claws dig
deep into my skin
we work to keep
this storm i’ve built
in my mad moon wars
from throwing me far
from this half-life
where i hang
above the trees
in these forgotten
no man’s land fields
for wanted words
that never seem to come

but i do love
the sound of her voice
when she says

we stay away from the windows
when you blow through


Words and Image: B. Reeves


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