Angels Never Sit Atop Skyscrapers Poem by Todd Mcduffie

Angels Never Sit Atop Skyscrapers



I went up to the mountains to find her
because I knew an angel would never sit atop a skyscraper

up to where the streams run so long
where only her lashes could compare

where you listen out for quiet thunder
whether it fox or bear
for its is only here, in this place,
that I can truly hear
all the subtle pitch changes in the angel's voice

I come here and laugh at the notion
as if I ever had a choice

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