Monthly Archives: August 2015

August 6, 2015

FANNING PAGES OF THIS LIFE

By EPRobles

so “SO” is the pregnant pause:
streets of empty tombs
sweet love between buildings
a dried heart as like a flower
pressed within a book’s pages
fan them into animated life
— to say life’s so cheap
i never believed a heart
was less than a gold bar
of one’s soul
Sweet straight spine of life!
the bold One nested with a soul
i am the luckiest one to
know who you are; My dear
so beautiful are those tears
like rose petals cascading down
your cheeks…into a nothingness
save the one who knows: i’m the
luckiest guy fanning all the pages
of living life and making errors
animated by the need for love
oh, the need for life!
and so i’m the loneliness guy
in all the world like photos within
my smart device: believe me,
for(out of all things)is life
is a dream of many noon’s fool:
so i’m the luckiest guy in the world
Not me. love me.

:: 08-05-2015 ::

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August 6, 2015

THE BRILLIANT HONEYBEE

By EPRobles
deeply desire ,        my heart
unexplored! nothing lingers
the broad sword of life, cuts
pieces into  smaller moments;
moments that sometimes linger
make it so! that baby bees are
born within Spring!
i see you hold  the nectar of life
upon your tender tongue!
then pass that love to another one
;never spoiled–what nectar then
becomes honey for the hive!
i’m unexplored
by pheromone–
the honey bee
be brilliant!
:: 08-05-2015 ::

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August 5, 2015

A GREAT TASTING CANDY BAR OF LIFE

By EPRobles

mirror life refracting light
life-light eating all of me
when i dance it’s with shoes
so light it gives off effervescent
color of my heart so please don’t
deceive me my slice of chocolate
cake! Ahh! Cherries too — vanilla
is on the menu and i dance all
the night ;would you believe me
if three teeth told you
you’re my love boat upon the
largest body of ocean upon another
world where the dead never die
and the living dance like fireflies?
hmm, this candy bar is great i think
i’ll have another bite!
oh klondike is like covered sweetness
in a polar bar of my hot hungry mouth!

:: 08-05-2015 ::

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August 5, 2015

BABY BREATH BURN ME

By EPRobles
THERE once was a home  where love was drunk
say do you know south? it’s near hell on earth
and i like tinker toys a classic toy that brings
grandparents, parents and kids together
–when i was a kid culture was in a dish
of phlegm and raw pain
spools, rods, flags,
washers, and end caps!
and if undetected mental health issues keep people
from bouncing upon rubber-walls
build a windmill! using the hands in life of the body god
gave me!    and i refuse to eat after psycho-surgery
tak!  tak!  talk with me i’m so lucid i cut flowers
with the edge of the burning sun
burning — tinker toys!
aah!  away!  got a Living
Will and do not resuscitate: everywhere i smell semen
and crushing ovum eggs upon the sidewalk of life!
Ovum-oh-hum-ho-mum
yellow chicks are cute
as flesh-babies just born
Baby breath burn me!
:: 08-05-2015 ::

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August 4, 2015

WE ARE NOTHING

By EPRobles

bring me smiles bring your friends
bring me flowers to bury your fields
my dreams of what i pretended
i knew in childhood
i knew hell
i knew hello
i knew ooh
i wished i was
unfeeling
little heart and so i am until the end
hello i knew i knew i walked with lights
out and saw and felt terrible feelings
a contagious here i am now: i knew hello
i knew hell i was embryo
so stupid i ate placenta of my birth
and felt so small i asked for love
i asked for love ooh i am the shadow
of what could have been it brings me smiles
dreaming you bring friends to laugh and smile
with me
oh smile hello oh smile
hello smile hell no i am embryo of political law
and i eat my heart so raw and oh congress gave me
a vote they say no oh no hell no i am arms and
hearts and skin and i so stupid i’m a vote
of unconscious regretful votes by living souls
i wish i was you ==just unborn just unborn
soul: where is light when we’re so stupid
temptation to be so ignorant we’re so low
so low slow…i know hello i know hello
we kill life SO WITH LIGHTS OUT we are so
STRONG temptation says we’re ignorant.
we’re so below sewer we’re so zero. UNDENIABLE.
:: 08-03-2015 ::

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August 4, 2015

HER THIRSTY MOUTH

By EPRobles

HER THIRSTY MOUTH

EYES, i see you weeping you gave me this
it made me give a heart silver grin
it still sticks me in my soul heart
and you know MY longest lover
she moves madly i’m drained trough
time and
i drained in a broken shattered:
shattered mental armour like nothing
:: heart: kiss-mouth vampire — you have
a soul machine so ashamed so i see
how madly decades
broke me in time:
broke i am a ? mouth? mouth?
it drags me down and i can never breath
and i am just a mouth — nothing: a thousand
years || without light or love and i
i was missing long before
i found my way and so now
i found you in flesh and life: my mouth ||
kisses you like October machine sun/Moon all your
mental heart fights me but i break THROUGH:
like your mouth: mouth, your’ heart and love
a piece of me i give you in all the mental armour
of love and soul and your MOUTH i see you weeping
i drained in a broken shattered
mental armour heart

:: 08-03-2015 ::

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August 4, 2015

JESUS PLEASE BE PERFECT JUST LIKE ME

By EPRobles

WHATEVER she devises in her heart
of her demise — whatever the plan
a perfect heart a perfect grave
and inspite: “I did it for myself:
did it all for myself”
and she turns around invicincile
a sore light of a tight skin-smile
rapped around the world.

She’s perfect like you.

Whenever she moves her lips apathy
and breaks a great a broken wild
trip around the world:; she’s
a soul LIGHT a SOUL just just
a just name of Jesus and how
thirty pieces are perfect
so Jesus she’s like perfect
just like you: to be perfect
just like you(all arms around,
all words (no one comes to me–
and when i break i break break
break break Jesus is a shadow
so invicible he :: so soul light
COME : COME: jESUS: COME:
come to me.
so all around invincible just
to be perfect like you: jesus,
to be perfect just like yoU:
to be perfect–the world holds
their arms around in billions
of imperfect souls.

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August 4, 2015

A GHOST OF YOUR HEART

By EPRobles

a coctail like love
exhilariarting for real
of all human emotions
i say nature’s way
of beautiful — we
let human species live
and if i’m alive
i am so stealing wise
like treating you bad
you bruised my face
i am a freak: feeling
me, our days enticing
never let our brain entice
us to fall in love
i say it’s the tone of voice
99% of wine again , enraptured
around me i need you more
i kiss what i need and thats
just so fine: we need nature’s
beautiful; a way of keeping human
species alive_______surging
dopamine we increase energy
(and never let the sun go by)
it’s a less need for sleep or food,
a focused wheel of where everyone
steals (he treated you so bad)
a delight in smallest details
of this novel relationship
;serotonin i love how you keep
love popping within my brain
seriously: being human is
so romantic! i’m a bad moon
and the sun is more than less
and i digress in simple –so
find:; one of the names
of tragedy: i’m a ghost
of your heart….a ghost\
you comedown.

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August 4, 2015

FOUR IS A WHORE IN A WHOLE

By EPRobles

a perfect mushroom performing
rose of ivory

all night i quit hate you

like a baby born smelling
all the world
hating with a neat obscure
minute odor

the city refuse to feed him
she shook a shimmie how you
wish that you were AWAY
(oh away oooh away)
the canvas says jointed reason
a Pablo Picasso burned perfume
so you can’t love me cause
i quit! — fit. Fit.
Ahh! so if i at sunset should
pardon your incomprehensible
heart : smell the babies
of a never –.._> furnace
aaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
go away! smells like Mary’s
lips a semen pressing flowers
are kneeling the various deaths
(cummings) go away! Cobain.
Dickinson. so just go away!

:: 08-03-2015 ::

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August 4, 2015

SITAR TEARS DROWN THE ANCIENT DESERTS

By EPRobles

IF My mumble-stumbled i say
my knees are skinned
i epoch-ed sealing ghosts beneath
the skin of not Less than(
parenthetical braces fucking
piss me off — so sorry)
can Mary spread her legs
without giving Gods to
this world? I hope she tried.
And all my love you seem different
we’re alive and shall be cities
the haunting sound of a sitar
Mary you haunt me cause i wish
i could reach into you to find
love! I wish to eat the woman
who spawned a deity! Oh i,
oh i, oh me oh my! to think
i could find home and love
between the legs of a woman!
all my love you think you’re
different from other girls.
But you’re the same.

:: 08-03-2015 ::

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