Timmy Curran


Aliens And Angels - Poem by Timmy Curran

A black tin roof
covering a deep blue void
filled with the
most idiotic viruses
that could be built
with intent to destroy
There´s a spot
in the center,
that center is not you
There are terrible ways
that it all comes into view

Aliens and angels
both come from the sky
You are not either,
and neither am I
From the top
of the roof
I would think one
could see
That down in the shit
is where were all
meant to be

Topic(s) of this poem: miscellaneous


Comments about Aliens And Angels by Timmy Curran

  • Seema Jayaraman (11/8/2015 12:57:00 PM)


    From the top of a tin roof..looking through blue void..viruses..aliens and angels all neatly placed together..interesting musings. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (11/8/2015 11:21:00 AM)


    You are not either, and neither am I, From the top of the roof.....Nice lines. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 8, 2015



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