Son House’s Angels

Circa 2013-2016. Don’t really remember

Son House’s Angels

blow me kisses from

the other side of death

I feel them like dark

poisonous butterflies that

remind me of all my loved

ones & all the epiphanies

I have had reading

other people’s writing & books

The Universe not quite making

Sense, but you can watch it

Dance

& have no fear inside

Eyes twinkling with emotion

& love

Playing a game of poker with Hades

He says chess is too intellectual

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