Celluloid Dreams

walk … pretend upon egg shells


and all the pain
lives within
a celluloid strip of moving pictures
across the space of a point in time
it’s the tremolo
score of life
like shoes that fit within your soul
it’s all of you
so you ride the back Of a bumble bee
it tickles your thighs but the buzzing soothes
the soul within you and painted lips
collect gossamer threads you hold your breath
dreaming of a love that died within you
it’s all the same life-life, merry-go-round

:: 02-15-2015 ::

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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