Gnosis .•o°Ozing
Angel Marcloid
This unchanging stillness… Isn’t that what I am?
Arms wrapped in neon like a warning
A rainbow bridge unfurling
And now I lay listening to nothing
I feel my organs locking up
Layers in grief not unlike stages of passing
There are many
Not too many
Not so much
Not yet knowing that I’m already knowing
Ok, goodnight