I want to rip apart
the heavens, watch
the angels cry out.
I’ve seen Devil’s dance
among tombs and
angels romance.
I have seen saint and sinners
beat each other breathless.
They’re one and the same.
Trying to be good
in a world that is conflicted;
I am only so much gifted.
I have no problem dancing
in cemeteries because the
dead can see the living,
see us dancing under the moon.
Just don’t be living dead,
hopeless; that’s no way to be.
Remember, we see
| Kris Kaos is the pseudonym of a local poet from the Claremont/ Pomona, CA area. |