she is an angel
sleeping half on sidewalk, half on a stranger's lawn
she imbibed in the bottle
hence this fall from heaven
wet toilet paper and an empty bottle
this world overwhelmed her
and she tried to escape
for a while it worked
laughing and dancing and childlike
next year, she should dress as a lady of the night
to make the scene congruous
but she'll still be an angel
an angel i've known since spelling tests were a weekly part of our lives
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