ALONG THE SHORTEST ROAD (a treacherous journey)

along the shorest road ever (a treacherous journey) an opening appeared before me;

bright equations bleeding time squished all memory of what i was i am or might be–

A preponderance of suddenly)meets the long Shaman of My Thoughts. i lassoed upon

a moat of dust (cherubs swinging cherubs singing) & road myself)not that way(toward

a whole certain corner )_and touched mySelf searched mySelf…forget mySelf when i

think of who many broken Kewpie dolls cry silently foreverfully and mySelf and

myHeart and mySoul invent grand ideas of an Enormous Language

that touches all hearts.

:: 02.07.08 ::

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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