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The Fanged Angel

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The Fanged Angel

written by: Luiz Syphre

@luizsyphre

 

and the full, red October moon surrenders
to a growing dust cloud in the distance
as the fanged angel flies through and renders
a murder of instance, no resistance

she swoops down on dirt trails and never fails
to subjugate the meek for what she seeks
and victimize the frail, so tell the tales
of the one that day sleeps of whom we speak

elegant and charming, she’s dead damming
survival, killing for her revival
sinking two canines into fools dreaming
of kisses from their misses arrival

so take heed and don’t run in unmarked trails
or fangs will read your pulse, like hands do braille

Luiz Syphre

Luiz Syphre

I immigrated to the states from Mexico at age 12 and I quickly fell in love with poetry after my grandfather read some of his poems to me. However, at 18, I had a young family and that left very little time for this endevour as I started working to support us. I returned to adult school to finish my diploma. At that time I developed a severe depression that I still struggle with to this day, but I found it to be a great source of inspiration as well. Today I live in Los Angeles and I'm divorced. I have two children I see whenever possible and two adult kids. Both my Grandfather and his brother are award winning poets and journalists, with one, (Bartolome Delgado DeLeon) having a street, library and a prestigious national poet award in his honor.

Most of my pieces come from personal experience and true to me. Sometimes my material is raw, other times murdeous, and yet other times romantic, but always me, 100% authentic guaranteed.
Luiz Syphre

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