July 4, 2020

CRYING, WAITING & HOPING

By EPRobles

OH! it gets dark dressing yourself
within printed tights
out upon the wiley, windy moors
that our lips clash to agree —
my jealousy too hot, too greedy
how the angel of our misplaced
angles moved posession : it gets
so dark and so lonely — bad dreams
(nightmares) within the night;
telling me how i will lose this fight
i have no name today —
nothing left of me : it’s me
leaving behind my last breathing Life
the One who I love is a supreme i
mean the an
imal without a heart
SO huge this collective pesudobeast

:: 07.04.2020 ::

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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