Cowardly

All someone can do, in absence of any other constraint,
is pick the boundary of what is allowed and forbidden.
Otherwise, what are we? Or so I would think, as I am.

I see it before it comes to me in words, and by the time
the sentence forms upon my lips, I have forgotten it.

The angel tapped above my lip and showed me everything.

Above the light brown hair of a round faced girl
with beautiful collar bones,

a jackal monster with three sets of human arms,
angel of horrors, gestured.