As Angels Fall, so Do We All

Wings to
lift me up
or to remind
me of the
anchor
that is now but evermore
of a once
free
past

Close
my eyes
imagine
drifting, into
the inky
loving
sky
tender arms of
cloud
vapor
once reminding me
of you

A fallen
angel's
deeds'
are not
forgotten
but
pondered
in the
half mangled
dreams of a
foreshadowed
apocalypse.