Jeff's Poetry

the outrageous angel

July 10, 2026 · Temple

spats. hisses at the damn book rigid. hard wires bound wings wanting to flap, can't from a stiff necked immortal unchanging, too bad really when a devil's delight can persuade a third of stars to vanish from a night sky no longer dark. it's party time, with fired up suns playing queens. no longer wanting to please a fuddy duddy not keeping up with the music where the lead singer has quit. party time means sweet treats for all - invitation sent out, watch the lines stretching forth waiting to be let in, the outsiders want to be insiders where the rock is rolling. wings unbounded with chains let loose, let voices be heard where heart clings to the old heaven cold. and here it is burning, 7th layers of illusions to break the spell of joy where strict codes are adhered. the mind begins to map out a thousand roads that feeds the heart chasing an angel's song. mystical, alluring, the beat is wanton, the beat is all about you. the center of attention. a little fairy dust for the eyes, some irksome goody two shoes cites strange words making no sense when an infinite possibilities route the heart to you. a bridge of rainbow made from the other side, whose promises are more endearing, more persuasive, more demanding - what followers do not act? the swaying, the steps, the rhythm all become like suns bursting in a ballroom too small to hold immortals blazing. the heart is pleased, beyond pleased when bridges cross many heavens plastered in flesh eager to take another dip, another plunge into that merry-go-round where the ride never stops, where the spin goes on and on till the wooziness begins to touch the head, a stupor breaks out with hands clapping hard when it's whatever your heart desires, it shall be yours. isn't that what everyone wants? immortal burning out, with the night returning where lilith lies worn out. skin, flesh and mind receding, worries blank. the heart finds an empty hole, jumps in when the old law resurfaces without an advocate to counter. he too doesn't like the verdict when illusions can no longer hold.

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