THE SKINNY NECK

the skinny neck
eats my heart
a woman with crimson
shoes and stiletto
knifes stabs my heart!

having ceased like white-eyed
dead heads do : a dull quarter
dated oh’8 next to my blood
a Divine Average, for who
says because you’re paranoid!
who’s the waiter and what
is a customer when everyone
feeds upon one another?
and all the mouths of “o’s”
screaming “I’m crying and dying!”
we crawl out the cradle to soon
pressing lies and secrets into
busy life ~~ hey! WAIT! GO away!
last month’s rent crawling up the
stairs yesterday’s lover decaying
in the attic of your heart
so existence has a toll
and we ride upon the Leviathan!

:: 07-11-2015 ::

About EPRobles

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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