who, if i cried out, would hear me among the angels' order?
even if they pressed me against their heart, i’d be consumed
for beauty is the terror we endure
while we stand & wonder, we're annihilated
every angel is terrifying.

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who, if i cried out, would hear me among the angels' order?
even if they pressed me against their heart, i’d be consumed
for beauty is the terror we endure
while we stand & wonder, we're annihilated
every angel is terrifying.
John Richmond Spring/Summer, 2004
1984’s most damaged soul in a Porsche.
he says, “you always smell like cigarettes
and there’s always whiskey on your breath
but you’re the best that i can do
and i think i love you”
A place that feels holy almost.
Adonis, Selected Poems; “Rag” (tr. Khaled Mattawa)