We drove ourselves to hurt
so sit down in sinister wheelchair
outside greasy road like Mannequin
has to wave our way from genetically
my lover drives blue scarab across desert
land and leaves surreal disturbed dirt

Perhaps someone creative has ice tea
can i sip to quell parched heart you see–
all Inevitable. Please, can I have drink
for rollercoaster aching heart?

And those hot air balloons are too low toward
the ground & watching Golem reaching upward
to knock them like geeks out of the Royal Azure skies — and
they call me a freak//i believe the G.O.D. forgot his umbrella
before he fell from our skies\\ and so who is the freak?

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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