Broken Angel Calls

Broken Angel calling

Requesting a guardian of her own

Tweaked, twisted and funky

Encased in metal and glass

Feeling like a write off

Playing tag on glass ice

In the beauty of the sublime

The trees in rime

After twilight under a crescent moon

Shadows looking like reapers’ tool

Hoar frost watching

Santani playing piano

Tweaked and twisted metal

Broken angel calls

Requesting a guardian

Grim the reaper smiles

The frost on the trees

Drift away in sheets of ice

Like a snow falling from the ground

Silence broken by glass

As she lays upside down

Encased in metal and glass

A cage of steel