Wednesday, August 12, 2020

Angels of Chaos

 They stole things no one would miss,

small things first

like time, copper pennies, and sleep


Heavenly disguised angels 

but, their wings gave them away

oily, black, and sleek


Chaos makes their tea and cereal the same way

every evening

milk always first


Form of payment for services rendered 

euros, dollars, stirling silver, broken hearts, red lego bricks

and mismatched socks.

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