“There were angels flying over head” From Book of Poems

There were angels flying over head.
I thought them to be man-birds in my dreams.
With pretty colors and long wings.
It’s a blur, I must be mad.
Someone commit this crazy man.
Tie him to a hospital bed.
Pad his room and throw away the key.
Explain to me, oh please!
These visions that haunt me!
Was it a man or was it a bird that I see?
Maybe they were angels over me.



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