And the steady shadowy resistance falls
To the faded pillow
Once and again
And again not enough
And again unfulfilled
This oblivion
Not deep or dark or heavy enough yet
Don't let the angel in
Wing caught in the door
Bloodied, broken, bent
Busted
The devil hates his wings
Close the door
Destroy them
Plunge the drain
Keep the fish kill the fish keep
Killing the fish
Willing the death
Of the last angel's breath
