A Buzzing Love

A buzzing love
inside a bottle
the top popped
like a drum

Thin skin,
a heart slipped
dead white
then red plush

My bleeding pen
like summer eyes
papery like leather
balled small feelings

oh where would you go
if i ate yesterday
how to jump inside
so Homunculus

Oh! I cried when the
skies turned around
to say: there’s love.

How i hate endings
but that smell of
your small breath
like fresh green grass
filled my heart with
eternal sleep, lilies.

:: 03.14.2022 ::

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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