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  • Anna Ruiz
    Archangel Gabriel The fist comes down hard hard like a wrecking ball, like a bulldozer plowing through you as if you had nothing inside, spilling volumes and
    Message 1 of 1 , May 1, 2008
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      Archangel Gabriel

       

       

       

      The fist comes down

      hard

      hard like a wrecking ball,

      like a bulldozer plowing

      through you as if you

      had nothing inside,

      spilling volumes and volumes

      of absent-minded day-tripping dreams,

       

      the Archangel Gabriel

      (who always steals the show)

      waits impatiently in the wings,

      saunters in,

      strutting his stuff,

      in his finest, jazziest incarnation,

      blows his Golden Trumpet

      triumphantly

      wails out like nobody’s business,

      shivers running up and down

      your spine, burning away

      all your neon memories,

       

      well, what can I say?

      there

      goes that,

      another one of your lives

      bites the dust,

       

      …not a thing

      out of place,

      …out of time.

       

       

       

       

       

       

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