i try to ignore the dreamy steps with their gaping eyes staring,
undressing me until no flesh is left, nor bones.


Again, i try to ignore the sound of a train-like roar
as this soul of my own walks the cracked broken rails
of living this citrus -orange life…

of picked Memories,

like the ink that enchants me as though each character strung-out
is as a pearl necklace with a hint of ocean’s salty tears,
and no longer a need to ignore.

As i watch, i catch the grand sight
of my ancient soul unravel as flotsam
and spirit as jetsam into that mystery
we deeply have begged to know!
I select you.

:: 01152016 ::

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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