5 Sonnets

50.

we wish for wicked things            at the end of tonite feelin down, dirty, and            fearing Jesus’ wrath watch for the entrance            of love, at its        scariest, beware its venomous chompers 51. and across the firmament         my one way out hangs,                          *              just like that 52. eureka!              when we invented              the angels              we forgot ourselves throw me your halo          and spats          let’s step out and never look back 53. remind me later             of the edge             clone me             1000 times             and give me             1000 more of you on reentry: dead air, slow motion 54. c’mon—           snow with us        change yourself into        a twisting ave.        or a door leaning        in a lonely alleyway yr. wings are tall and red draw back your bow, etc.