Daily Archives: September 2, 2015
PET this pretty kitty,monster
oh, WET is progress-pink disease
of love,my victims(like when i break
your heart i won’t deny it all
so we suffer the Bigness of your
LITTLEST pelvic region
so unwish a world of pity flesh
and my need for guidance is so much
like-more the world born–pity my
poor flesh(i “hyper-magical beauty”)kitty
so WET and in need of a good petting hand
and two eyes upon
my ever unwished words(never save me
from these evil deeds of desire)ugh,
ultraomnipotence makes me hot and with
a hell to pay the angels say,”what the
devil needs to know I always seem
to suffer myself;”
so pet this pretty kitty,monster
yeah, a wet progress-pink disease o’love
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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Like a three-legged cat
found myself in a garbage can
rummaging through my mind
discarded cans a popsicle stick
hmm maybe a forth-leg to fit
i don’t cry any longer
since i heard the life of a
great lyricist died awhile ago
so now i live within the walls
of a calloused heart with a moat
of life’s jokes as shark’s teeth
i’m such a slut for life and now
i’m so high i don’t feel sad anymore
all these tears calcified within
the womb of a miscarriage:oh god
the afterbirth sings to me: “never
ask anyone to love you”
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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YOU say, ‘love, so be it’
and i will pretend i am
ready || you whisper
within hot skin ‘I want
to place all my secrets
within your heart’
until i get out of all
this mess//and if you say,
‘I’ll be here when you’re
ready, love.
When you’re ready
to confess.
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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Thdawkch thdawkch Thdawkch
T-H-A-D-U-M-P T-H-A-D-U-M-P
machine weapon of war
machine human-heart
marching across the world
boots with feet dancing famine
and all the politicians cry
watching their votes dying
a twenty-first century horror
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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WHEN i close my eyes
like now:warm evening nights
and curtains dancing-like what
i wish for my heart
when i close my eyes
like now:feelings hot like passion
and i look at my soul so alone
i wish for my life
wish for autumn days when we play
in fallen leaves and sip coffee and
talk of a life-never apart IS when
i close my eyes, makes me want to
die within your arms The one i yet
to meet but breaths and is so beautiful!
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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Twixing yellow-cupped flowers
breezing touched-tip
of pollination wing! Flitters
–ingly my moist-eyed beautiful
love where exposed feelingCountry
side of rolling hills thrill romance
beeSTUNG-luscious lips smother
my-tied heart as is my whole mind
and soul, dear exquisite lover
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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IF we too we two
separate in
the waterSpring
built as Oceans
of Life (which when
seen by unguarded eyes
makes them out of rivers)
we should we shall too
find each other in Love
…dear be still I shall swim
emotion and painWaves
upon purpose-porpoise
backs that fly at times
above waterSpring
built as Oceans
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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I am free(within my mind)
(I am slave)within my skin
and catch my dreams
within this chilling land
I am free within my skin
within my mind I am slave
just a confusing artist
who maybe should neer
express beyond a boundary
of love or mind.A bloody rose
:: 09-01-2015 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 