Along the Shortest Road Ever a Treacherous Journey
Along the shortest road ever (a treacherous journey)
An opening appeared before me;
bright equations bleeding time squished all memory
of who i was, am, or might be -- a preponderance
of suddenly)meets the long shaman of my Thoughts.
I lassoed upon a mote of dust (cherubs swinging
Cherubs singing) & rode myself )not that way( Toward
a Whole certain corner ) ___and touched mySelf
Searched mySelf ...forget mySelf when i think of
How many broken Kewpie dolls cry silently for-
Everfully & mySelf & and myHeart and mySoul
Invent grand ideas of Enormous Language
that touches allHearts!
::02-08-2020
Copyright © Ernest Robles | Year Posted 2020
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