oh christ what a pretty
nasty pussy cat
i could turn life
around
i could say hello
say how confused it is
at the moment/but
for the moment (over-board)
i fell into such a life —
the same except for my shoes
/all whats inside of you\
i slept without the sheets
or a single concept of you.
:: 07.14.2020 ::
within the daisies
within such fantasy
when i feel like
feeling (like
feeling) oh feeling
where can tomorrow go
but to now oh now
and i feel ; feeling
how death begins to
smell Love.
:: 07.14.2020 ::
[based upon a few
popular mega-glyphs
in the now (modern)
world’s mask]
IF,
my angel, hear my-self (too wonder: why
this profound sorrow?) when i think; secret
thoughts of you as though necessity
never spoke unnecessary thoughts:
demanding the most beautiful gifts from
me
which i may never return if then — in
kind?
:: 07.14.2020 ::
AS someone in love
i have fallen for you
i have fallen into
how Love is grander
than a cheap house
or a mountain upon
the highest of hills
as someone in love
i have become sillier
i have become stabler
how Love is grander!
:: 07.14.2020 ::
WITHIN the longest NOW (love)
melted me
melted my mind
but never my THOUGHTS
(buh-bump yea) so long
was this shortest JUMP
broke my femur
so cut’em between my
knees/
now forever bleedin’
screaming, meaning
i once believed in
l o ve.
;; 0142020 ;;
the first thing i noticed:
a white bright light
above my sleeping eyes
(n o o n e c a ll e d
my name(?)>)
calling : all the times i called
my long lost friends (beyond the way)
while within lavender-youth
we smothered sex and dreams
across the streams an unseen
face (no disgrace) –|deep within
the blackest of silence you scream
again|
oh wondrous one oh wondrously none
oh come (sex & dreams) | the first thing
i noticed: a white bright light…
:: 07.14.2020 ::
IF there are too
many Eyes: * *
* wreck yourself
* be an angel
(or stick around, like
balloons and furniture
for a day)
tell the grandchildren
how you defended the State
o f YOUR MIND.
:: 07142020 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 