She was sleeping with lonely angels

Those she loved in nameless ways

They figured bright

In Night Memoirs 

To help her light

Okay because 

Between the times when something changes 

Like paradigms of paradise 

Each paragraph written in stages

Behind some scenes concealed 

By camouflage 

Wanting to be revealed 

Upon a page

She was dancing where the dream changes 

Following up on a thread of tangles 

She was asleep with lonely angels