Through the Door Where Angels

Go man

Into the great beyond,

take your voice,

take your song,

to the door where angels dwell

and tell them what it’s like in hell

and tell them what it’s like to rise

and tell them any otherwise

and how you were so far from home

Go man,

as if they could give you greater wings

than the flight of your words in every note

shattering through the night

into the light

Go man

in silhouette

your final soliloquy

surrounded by the memory

take that heavy heavy heavy

and let it go

no one will ever know

no one ever did

You are a different kind of star now

across a million midnights eternally

a twinkle in the sky

looking down on this place

where you were

for a minute

trying to live

everywhere so far from home.

Supper is on the table.

And you can finally stay

in a warm bed

for more than one night

again

and fill your belly.

and sleep.

Take your voice.

Take your song,

through the door where angels dwell,

and say Hello. Go.

Through the Door Where Angels

In memory of Chris Cornell. 1964- 2017.