Assistant Angel

A laughable life made for a choosy spirit

I reached for the inverse of my failures

The work of light:

Assistant Angel

First duty

Tend a grave in the sky

No location given

I asked to see my angel, told

There’s no one to see

When can I meet him?

You don’t

Can I speak to her?

You can speak to yourself

In space

It’s hard to tell how long you wait

Time arrives smiling and leaves exhausted

Claiming the void will bring us together

Through teleportation? Never

Via quantum theory? Not

By magic? Edging towards the right track

Next task

Grow a garden for a grave

Raised fire hedges laced with lilies

Above cube trees of gold roots and black leaves

No one saw

Few in the heavens bother to dream

Last asked

Construct a palace of snow

Just beyond the asteroids

Even in absolute zero

My edifice melted

The naked love of ice

Brought a comet’s warm embrace

Now I heard my master cry out

You learned so little from your last life

You have no angel stuff

Know this is your job:

Make stones from softness

Extract pity from thorns

Vacuum space a little emptier

Fail again and be reborn a woman -

They really know how to hurt

I’d rather birth a rose, I shouted

And there it was

Blue, infinite

Like a great ocean in a black sea

Her new grave and garden

Lovelier than the daughter I loved

Alone, cold, mine

My pure rose

She that I lost

Never mine to have

Pray for us, Lord

We do too love our sins