Dirty Word

ATE the World inside a bite stood and stained
again and raged for dawn (like kids without food)
of Light sometimes it’s like
god is dog and woof and woof
We could have more
but He was the One and now
singing is like shooting guns
you know what it means
In our pretty Life He just sees
and we know what it means
yeah | Hey father –> excuse
me : dad. Tipsy Tova swivel
neck finding philosophy to find
what it means /he’s the one who
likes to sing and shot his mouth
\ i have the gun yeah. / i was
so self-assured the dirt would
create me you know how low hello
sad i know It’s all incredible
nibblets of mascara limo nights
And how i saw i was speeding by
into the ‘you tell me’ so tell me
hello tell me oh no say:
often stupide
more contagious
below buffalo
yeah ~ kiss me.

:: 01.08.2023 ::

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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