Aw nuh nuh nuhnuh no No NO GAWWDdammit
stepping forward to the
counter he immediately felt something under the toe of his bootleather unsubstantial
he tried to arrest his stepcraning
his foot up from his ankle hopeful it was enough berth
No
it was delicate
it
crunched
he looked down at his shoe
brilliant rays of startling whiteblue
light emerged from under his toe a
broken star shattered fresh ice
and then
a fevered light pulsing beginning
to slow its
brilliance waning yellowing to old ivory
translucent amber
heavier bronze
then sullying to grey a slight shadow
dustlike then shrunken black ash at the welt
of his sole
he watched as he stepped back
it did not gather to the bottom
of his boot
a skeletal remains shaped like a fossil of a perfect small leaf
the remains of an angel
his better angels were rogues not to be trifled with they went where they wished
When they go low we go high
he appreciated her words her genuine candor
and womans strength
however when he walked in marches
against the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq
Vietnam prior he walked to have
the backs of his nonviolent brothers and sisters if violence was brought to play and he was near
he wasnt turning his cheek he was assured
hed have the drop on whoever brought the violence who believed themselves empowered because no one they attacked would strike
back perhaps his stance defeated the
purpose of a nonviolent march he was
certainly there because he was against wholesale murder(any Third World country standing
against America would be slaughtered – proportionality isnt Our game plan) but
he was also there to defend the marchers who were committed to nonviolence
I think he thought Ive killed one of my angels
he didnt have any to spare
1757, Sunday,
15 1. 17
0919, Saturday,
4 2. 17
1446 days or fewer remain
Eurythmics Here Comes the Rain Again https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c3eZ4bhCyJM
