HEAVEN AFTER-HOURS
by Sue Burnside / 11 July 2012

I'm so tired I'm
Folding these wings right up,
Hanging them up for the
Day on the bathroom door hook.
Is it possible?
So tired.
Give me the darkest shades
A weighty Harley jacket
Levi's & Doc Martin's
A two-tone purple
Hog to ride on into the night
To leave all
Compassion behind.
To drop all Heralds from
My pockets like
Abandoned ginko leaves
Parasailing
                    Into
                             Fall.