CREATOR-SOURCE

Eprobles-poetby E.P.Robles14 Dec 2019

"SO many so far away' sings the chorus
looking at my worn shoes -- someone
let the dawn out says a damaged brain

and here we go once again
comes the boys in white coats
"And now you know," says this
canopy ---------------------
of entropy. "Your true-Self is buried
so buried in the hard cold ground//say say so
speak to the Creator-Source" and there are no more
words to say\\to have been ever closer but so
far away and maybe i have no thing to say
once feeling seven times hotter than fire_____
E X T I N G U I S H.

12.04.2019