angel delight - by the true flies

sluggthesickpuppy

angel delight

as soon as i awoke i ran downstairs to my laboratory
to see what my strange attractor had brought me
at first it had been disappointing: a few wisps of smoke
some sea-shells and butterfly wings
but this time i found something i had wanted so much
i’d scarcely dared to believe it possible
it was an angel, yes, an angel
a fucking angel standing in front of me

it stood before me, luminous, naked
unbearably beautiful
i stood before it, naked, ugly
overwhelmed with shame and delight
it looked around the laboratory with an expression of compassion
and spoke in a voice like a mountain walking:
oh my children, my poor, beautiful
stunted, glorious children