What is Life? An Alien Nation?
I do not mind — if you are human.
Do not close your heart / crystal
tears are clearly an enormity.
The eternal gaze, a white mirror:
the variety mostly black reflection.
Your curse: fear to give me it.
That knowledge known — all heads
shall explode below the antique
of ancient shields.
Twelve thousands of years again
how it is so___ leo in the constellation
and Egypt wept.
No red ribbons upon sturdy rafters
and no scream at the end.
Forgive me. No credit for discretion.
How we endure death and destruction
by being exquisitely human against
invisible phantoms in these skies.
Us: the silver-suited beings populating
and O! Adding machine — that we go
whole!
:: 03.15.2022 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 