WISH i could be all of me without all the fights
and wouldn’t it be something so new
i’m so deeply affected // infected by love
and so I write ‘i feel i have no right’
taking all the blame then joking i knew
it’s how the merry goes round and I throw up
from this dizzy life and oh what fun
scary, scary times in the sun
guess i’m so easily amused
kissing the circus clown and hugging
all the carnies of this life beneath the big
top tent wishing I was so like you and salt
within the wound of my eyes and in my
heart so I know life is kaleidoscope
and in the sun in the wind I scream:
‘Scary! Scary!’
and so i dance with the dancing bear
and watch the clown on the high wire
and balloons kissing the big tent skies
we are all we are and all we know
so hello hello hell no on well it’s so
:: 07-28-2015 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 