Daily Archives: June 10, 2015
disposed, enters give when that found was lost
leading faces to grin and in the air,
be
comes
my boiling disgrace and the guy upstairs
calls me : I scream
again
Until lies are known by their bare face
a certain bird a cer-
tain word:
THE POET KING FLOATS
INSIDE ALL the warm winds
and My heart so damp
all my friends so tired
and your Heart came to me
with a song like a dream
a carroty youth blonde
so won’t you come
and the sun like a
black cannonade tearing me
and disposed am I — enters give
:: 06-06-2015 ::
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NEVER MET a finger-Word!
the some=thought One
could place a touch upon!
On time’s nobly proportioned
and monstering horror swallows!
and once said, “each time my
heart broken makes life
adventurous!
:: 06-06-2015 ::
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So juicy a)glazed lover
in a pond of howlessly
that which we who’re
Wonderfully) tell her:
oh won’t you please come
on home || I’m all alone
What does a broken heart
sing? “I’m a half of love
and need my peaches too!”
To make you understand
show me you understand
A Jockey full of
Bourbon-Love!
:: 06-06-2015 ::
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)sitting outside
a coffe shop(
smelling all the dreams
riding in a greener
(oh me oh you oh we)
i waited for a falling
fl o ating leaf
all the pale smiles
singing pretty tunes
floating clothes
trueBLENDdish!
I have a pornographic
record:EYE and I
cru
bling
EYE wandering
(oh! wondering!)
eye-HOLES out of whe
reful whom )outside
of my mind! Could you
cha-coo could you
ever love abstract
heartMe!(
you laughed pulling
up your knickers )down(
and the sun licked
a squirrel found
a cha choo choo nut
for a family so hungry
and the coffee shop murmurs
it’s all a java dream-Nut
:: 06-06-2015 ::
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BE still bea-
ting aching
d
y
i
ngLY
wishing dream(ing)
h e A R T
when nowhere lines
the treeline of
life and com-
passion! Be well
beating fists
upon my mind!
over Ocean’s voice
through seagull’s throat
that mortal path
beneath restless
d r e a m s
TO WISH is butterfly
wings! To awaken:
rebirth of Life!
:: 06-09-2015 ::
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Today I threw up breakfast and my platypus licked it
a regurgitation of heartfelt platitudes on the floor!
Today I kissed the toe of a gnarly God who likes
to burn ants with stolen lens
somewhere within my swamp-born brain
I have almost a clear thought; like the chimps behind the
clear-glassed walls that angels see through
and I’m ashamed — a diaper upon my head
a shit stain on my heart like all the horrors
on two legs begging more
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Lithely wandered my Soul
a flight untethered by
flesh and fear
wandered I! Not lonely
but within a cloud
whose grand shadow
covered Mountains!
When Bespectacled —
my eyes! By hosts
, those golden fields;
daffodils between my
locked beating heart!
All thoughts be
fluttering-twisting
in the breeze!
:: 06-09-2015 ::
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Oh so cute I almost cried, “Yaeba!” Snaggle-toothed, I love your eyes
love your teeth all North and South, East and West!
I love you but even more when you smile it melts
the core of my fetish: Yaeba!
An old flame ran down to Ginza district and met a technician
in tears she caused a scene in Dental Salon Plasir and said,
“Tsuke Yaeba! Like TYB48!” Got the plaid skirt, giant bows, and young
innocent look but missing the niche; no snaggled-tooth– look!
No need for Liposuction,botox, tattooed eyebrows, lip-liner, or orange tan
just the need for Yaeba!
And beauty is always within the eye of the beholder!
So Yaeba! So lovely…So beautiful!
:: 06-10-2015 ::
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Simply __ and my HeArt bleeds:
Dearest lost love the purple color
is now my Soul.
A heavy weight I gladly own
all to have known what I should
never have had.
I stuff clovers of four leafs
within my Heart for the Luck to
again meet you — maybe another
life!
:: 06-05-2015 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 