Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Another Coffee, Another Poem: Suffer Your Bitter Black Muse...

The Angel comes
in the morning,
to rend
my dreams and
steel my heart-
rouse me with a ruse and
raze the
Empires of Dawn
beneath the rise
of terrible wings.

Love, Joe Nolan
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