My Ancient Soul Unraveled
i tried to ignore the dreamy steps
with their gapping eyes staring,
undressing me until no flesh
is left, nor bones.
Life.
Again, i tried to ignore
the sound of a train-like roar
as this soul of my own
walks the cracked broken rails
of living this citrus -orange life
of picked Memories,
like the ink that enchants me
as though each character strung-out
is as a pearl necklace with a
hint of ocean's salty tears,
and no longer a need to ignore.
As i watch, i caught the grand sight
of my ancient soul unravel as flotsam
and spirit as jetsam into that mystery
we deeply have begged to know!
I select you.
:: 01152016 ::
Copyright © Ernest Robles | Year Posted 2016
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