Читать книгу Angel's Eye - Jean CDN Galliano - Страница 13

i thought i heard.

but then i remembered all

the air is Jesus' blood

...so i breathed and

responded

i could see my pores sparkle

spread sparks like

lightning laughing clowns

turning flips by neon flashing songs

beating rivers into seas

and suns into pores

and i felt heat on my face and

fireworks in my fists

...i became hysterical with joy

and it made me know something Some

Thing that can't ever be words can't ever

be words

can't ever be words i thought i heard

i thought i heard

i thought i heard Jesus…