Angels sing sweetly

I heard Lucinda Williams singing

she was singing to me
angels whispering
softly in the alcove

my Queen! my Queen!

I try to move in this world
that has been created for me
I try to move in this world
assimilated me.

Angels sing sweetly
in my silent little alcove
sanctuary.

My Queen

She is cold,indifferent

still

my Borg queen on a pedestal.

Our minds were once linked

across time and space

but now she is silent

she whipsers no more.

I traced the outlines of her face

now, she is quiet,

still

my Borg Queen on a pedestal.