August 22, 2015

SHOUT SHADOW-ME

By EPRobles

Two quarters a bit(me)
a bank so fit my friend
say i’m hell’s soul
and in winter i’m so warm
they’re all my friend then
a gangster life on edge
got a torture-chamber poem
an orator smelling like hell
smoking stick and drinking
corrupting souls oh well
Darkness stanzas walking
prosing proving noses
some-like scents like flower
others shit like swearing sows
the letters falling fallen darkness
and I’m me____dreaming me
i’m not here and you are there
dancing with my shadow
A blackout ground all alone
this is a life based on lies
without a history : shout shadow
me.

:: 08-20-2015 ::

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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