Postman Syndrome Unfamiliar Ceiling
			
Guessing where the coins would fall, they carried on 
for hours with a compass and a set of keys- backpacks 
packed and floating just above their pretty heads. 
Poised to dive and immolate ten thousand years of 
moistened lips, for one less kiss they're willing to 
let all the angels lay claim to their territory and 
sleep with their lights on for personality. They 
stumble through darkness while reaching for fleeting 
moments: "The Glory shall be yours and you all shall be 
as God..." 
Don't let the songs fall without a word. Impending 
nova, I'll watch you all burn. 
Running from a heart of clay, they ate with severed 
limbs and gambled well into the previous day, risking 
wings from angels that they couldn't afford to repay in 
word, or deed, or selfish thought. If seraphim are 
pulling strings they'll find their wings and become one 
King for a lifetime, and Kong for one fleeting moment, 
to find that the journey was less than work for us. 
They'll refine their relics and offer the sweetest up 
to me, asking one more time: "Don't you want to laugh 
like God?" 
Don't let the songs fall without a word. Impending 
nova, I'll watch you all burn.
"Lady bright eyed, guide me through this tumultuous sea 
with much wine. Why the gods in all their immortality 
wish that I die? But I won't die."
When a word is spoken by the lonely, then a gift is 
said to the receptive. Though weary eyed they still 
return the warmth and smile. Not in need of further 
gestures, they're singing songs of celebration. Place 
your heads inside the halo's ring and grasp this 
understatement.
Let all the angels reclaim their territory and sleep 
with their lights on, lest any footsteps feel darkness 
in orphan bondages, muting their fanfares. Return to 
waveforms and trust in our common heritage. We could 
become God. Our trust in this fiction creates faith in 
our appendages. Don't let the songs fall in flames.
"Hell, Hell well are you now?"
"I am here."
"In a daydream I died. I was Jekyl. You were Hyde. In 
you I seek ally. Enemy. Hell, Hell where are you now?"
"I am here."