Chippy

Angel

Her heads is on her knees
in holy submission
her back blending with
the concrete skyline
a child’s drawings
create a silent refuge
the chalk is shattered
like monochrome confetti
My disciple
has been had by the needles
And perverts
But her body is a prayer
She is God’s charity,
I extend from her shoulders
Two white fluoride wings
Broader than a feathered heart
She is a white magnolia
Brooding and unfurling
In flight
She is oblivious but sacred
I hope that when
The Devil
Or the Love
come for her
she is a spitter.