ANGELO AMMALATO (diseased angel)

up from the skies
a slayed angel falls
rotting bodies everywhere
she lays there,
so precious she is..
pale soft skin
body bleeds like wine
i look at her (sweet blood)
beautiful rotting face
no soft breath (cold skin)
heart is still
her wings ripped off
coming through in feathers
with claws like we got,
beautiful angel
so pure
now sinks to the filth
lovely child of God
how could your flawless father forsake you?
your beauty..no longer
faintly, your scars show
along your back
bleeding in a bed of feathers
smiling, i wipe the blood away
Angelo Ammalato 
beautiful child of mine..

~ev tindle