The Angel of the North

The darkest time or deepest hour

Is when the sun has not yet risen

Before the angel of the north has been throwned

In ensconcing Sun.  Of time is there little useful

Thing to sleep for, and it would not be able to

Go to the end of the re-market stall holder

Who uses it for the formica shelfed

Fleet of army helicopters

That roar against the seamlessly ender and fuller

Use. The flutter of the useful and the useless do not go against

The grain of salt that we pay for it.  It

Roar and roar and roar.

 

Copyright Bruce E Saunders 2016

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