July 5, 2014

A PINE BOX SLEEP

By EPRobles

[shadow stab me my love]
I fell a sleep in a box of pine
and had the best rest in ages
awoke with two quarters
laid across my tired eyes
Fifty cent dream of death
worth every penny for the rest
[every day is a pain]
my skin-suit lover loves me
tonight an invitation of the pine
let’s make it a full dollar dream
her heat-sex death grip on me
and my poetry to bury the pain
so shadow stab me my love

:: 07-02-2014 ::

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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