three flies upon the eyes
blue electric arcs of light
how beautiful and to the point
ashame so ashamed
oh how death can be so lonely
how stupid but entertaining
how fulfilled by soul and spirit
hey! i loved the pain how it felt
so alive so hello and hell no!
Well, this lifetime sucked
and how it killed time
how meaningless unless a slug
is your King.
So i forgive and i smiled while
giving all my soul so never mind
and how fruitless it was for all
so now in meantime burn the pages
and build the words of imagination
and forget the lies of the brain
— the most sincere liar of them all!
:: 08.18.2021 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 