January 20, 2014

DEADMAN’S CURVE

By EPRobles

MY road I’ve trampled
a dusty forlorn mistress
twisting winding wishing
burning rubber
— upon her curves
a wreckage I am missing
a crashing
— through the guardrail
slowly am I falling
toward the heap
of twisting metal
toward the graveyard
of the ghosts
of boyfriends-past

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About EPRobles

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles
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