SETTEMBRE
07 09 2025 25.THE ANGEL SPEAKS Fear is the hardest kind of love That, I won’t have to delve into You being affrighted enough Now quiet: Your voice resonates anyway In the crib of my ribs Commanded By whatever shred of mind I stole from you And always carry to keep as prized possession Courage is harder to explain That you’ve been birthed with What it takes you Naked fangless weakling spark of life To face at every air intake A toothed world Both are appreciated As well I admire The tender neck and exposed throath The gentle pinkish swell of a paunch So easy to be gutted Pale slender fragile fingers And toes The soft slug on silken testicles You treasure so My, you’re a catalogue of Vulnerables All are appreciated Quiet now: Do not expound to me The physics of your pain That, it’s ingrained in my matter Etched on my frame To flawlessly mirr...