Gargoyles

She hates the gargoyles
On my tarot cards
A liquid sedative
Overeager to work on
Under the layers keeping
Us from crawling into
One another in winged needles
She hates the gargoyles
On my tarot cards
Expressed day after rescued day
Not for much longer do they
Stay or say their paces
Facing my foolish slumbers
A liquid sedative
Bound to their winged veins
She hates the gargoyles
On my tarot cards
Signs of our discomfort awakening