Helena has a name like the sun
that never goes dark
it rings like a bell through
the night and like her love
it takes flight and if you’ve
never loved like Romeo or Juliet
you could never know how a promise
is a kiss-brush of heaven
like Helena who has a name
like the sun ~ it hurts my
self ; so rain, dawn,
aurora i could die so cut
my rope and let me drop
a black sheep child opposite
of life; pupils dilating
like columbine killer
with slow watches
rubbing salt into bullet wounds
what should i do? i’m
high/hi and i’m bi/bye
like a silver fork in the road
playing keno took the psycho
path where they rob memory
bank –i’m all in a brain cell
and what the hell am i trying
to say ~ i love myself and
so much better than you
i’m all love and life and sun
so go home and let me paint
and write poetry like i’m insane
i’m insane and can’t complain

:: 07-25-2015 ::

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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