i saw what i could not touch
beyond the pane of a glass
the distance a mere foot
but the reach beyond doing

Blood thicker than water
they say with a smirk
but i know the meaning
it belies the truth

Such longing is a blade
that cuts beyond the soul
with transgression as insult
a cold silence my shadow

Born into a circle as one
pushed and discarded aside
colors bleed black grey
and red dries with cries

A life review will say
in turmoil, rot and decay
what i could not this day
express to all who knew


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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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