Tampa Couplets

The only poem of mine I have memorized is 10 years old. I've thought about it recently because of the angels Eileen mentions occasionally, as they hover above her or nearby. These specific angels proceeded through my body, out my mouth, and now live here in Boston. Who knows where they've come from, although I have some ideas. And they do protect.

Tampa Couplets

I've got 40 oz. of gold
in my stomach.

Eight brown angels
in my head.

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