Highgate
Jonathan Meiburg
Here comes your heart attack
Starless and bible black
And here is the endgame
Lightning flicks down again
Back in the wilderness
And inside of the sanctum
In the flutter of an eye
In the holler of a gull
Light streams through incisions
You lie down in the weeds
Sky ripping at the seams
You draw blood from the reins
And pulling out your jackknife
At lifelike figurines
Wake in a dark hotel
Archangel Gabriel
Unbound, unholy, and free