Blackened angels

Tell me of your inner thoughts    
for the gleam, or are they compromised  
a trancience of dark across your mind    
Are there flights you try to hide      
that nest      
where you can stash your guilt    
Tell me what is that collective noun    
for those black angels      
the flutter in your cerebral cortex    
A misdemeanor is too weak    
feet of talons      
sainted face foreshadows bleak    
Turned  from stone and fall from grace    
weather beaten with the stain of sin    
that pedestal is now in lower case    
Beating wings      
how long and dark the shadow cast    
the wind of guilt that chill breeze felt    
For radiance and the ways of right      
the black angels cloak that shrouds your mind    
the fifty shades of grey combine    
Blanched intention that dreaming      
Bird of Paradise    
the ink and dye  the carrion  quill    
The scratch of rats and gaping crypt    
bats that tangle in your hair    
creeping mist, dive into conscience perch    
A cross that tilts, the crooked spire    
 cracked bells dicordant harmony    
echo the raptors covet greed    
spirits of the dead re-energised      
They all, are sucking out the white    
the clanking chains      
the devils angels taking out all good and nice    
 Restless feet dance on the grave    
at the foot where I am laid    
gothic figures, etched on the ghosts of night
Written by slipalong
Published | Edited 26th Feb 2019
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