HUNGRY MOUTHS

I walked inside and touched an eye so glazed — a heart
in a shoe and a foot deranged!

Surprised and a soul screamed,

“it’s so very strange — today!”

An organ grinder fed me lies & bought by nickels and dimes
a bed, unmade, seems like messy paradise —
inside my head, its so strange! For a pure poet and everyone
a caricature of texts, feeds, and blues and hungry mouths kiss me
Towering teeth and soft flesh and A shoe that walks along
a cobblestone street inside an eye so glazed — a heart
in a shoe and a foot deranged!

And hungry mouths kissing me

within the deep future of something called Time!

:: 08-17-2014 ::

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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