#121 what wonder i wonder what

it was the desert before me from a sliding glass door everybody i knew from childhood was there two tiny black spots writhing in the sky grew and twisted into angels that only i could see then they were gone i came to show you a song i had made and everyone there was already singing it i took you to your door to show you the angels you held my hand but they did not reappear bhagiti 8.18.07 perrysburg, oh