An Angel Who Is Not


The light that is dark

When the world is not turning.

The something in nothing

While the waters are burning.

The wise colored fool

The mad coherent thought

The push for the pull

The air for the lot.

Sitting on a stand.

A stump, a leveled mountain.

An image of the man.

Reflected in a empty fountain

Who sought to be blind

Forgotten what is known.

An angel who is not.

At his house but never home.

Forever together but always alone.