Angels Sing

angels sing
to keep dust of their wings
and if you listen hard enough
in silence
sometimes, you can hear them falling

keep that vibratious tickle at the back of your throat
and the kick-drum thump of your heart
trip over a bass wobble,
fall soul first into a guitar and get tangled in the strings
roll out onto dancing keys, tinkering
live a crescendo
SNAP and explode

and the heavens will feel you
and the angels will hear you
and sing along
and no one falls
an eternity never lets go
and your blood turns into scales
and notes
and clefts
all flowing in perfect time

an eternity never lets go
music never lets go
sing
and no one falls
live a crescendo
SNAP and explode