angels walked,
flew around my back-yard
their warmth, still warm on my bean-bag
the shape of their bottoms.
when gone i see
my floor littered, mud stains
the shape of foot-steps
in lost order.
i wake up
and one look around tells me -
that sure was one night i lived.
The Endless Rapport Among Things
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