Scalped Angel
I am not an Angel
Dancing on the head of a pin
But am more like a corn kernel
In a piece of shit
Wish I could be light as air.....
and float over
The eggshells I walk on everyday
If I could be weightless
and aim for the sky
Would I get scalped
on a Glass Ceiling?
I am afraid to find out
So, I spiral down
To dwell in the sewage with all the other kernels....
© 2002 Evette Eleese


