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August 6, 2020

DAD REALLY SUCKS

By EPRobles

DAD REALLY SUCKS

     THEN the sky was torn by a heart
made of rock — the weather everywhere
became sour like a bad date /i grabbed
my heart and art and fled  \ like
the violent skies OF AN ASTEROID
if we kiss violence then i am the one
with no soul : i am for-
ever the fallen between a cosmic crack
of angels rebelling against the creator
of awesome might.  NO REGRET.  No memory
after you and me die.  if he wants.
      sometimes eternity needs to pause
for everything dad wants/they want\never
wanted everything we have…
    and i am so happy the skies are so
violent because violence begets violence
and i am pissed against God!  Love is
forever?  Read the last page of post-mortem
survival.
     We get what we want.

:: 08.06.2020 ::

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August 6, 2020

ZERO POINT LOVE

By EPRobles

WASHED my hair
cleansed my spirit
i last smoked days ago
last drank a few
minutes ago // laid
feet of brick between
you and me \\
and THUNDER/LIGHTNING\
shaking ground — it was
cold in the middle ring of
time and the frown from
other-worldly corporate
entities: and I KNEW there
was not a letter from YOU:::||||
while i was building our house
and i felt you’ve been confused
_fauna\beetles and dragon flies
so fight fight fight — remove
them! Like when you told me
as you kissed me. I kissed the
rippling distortion of time-space
you are. God give me
strength. I bite.

:: 08.06.2020 ::

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August 6, 2020

HELLO, IN DENIAL

By EPRobles

MIGHTY MIGHTY WAR in heaven
eons ago so long ago — like
65 million years ago
: then the meek inherited the
earth/
terrible lizards gone introduced
humanity on this blue marble
rock___so now we loot to make
tools /turn design into dirty
comfort\ well, the last time
was eaten by tidal waves
and we scrambled | Socrates
saw the End — Enoch before him
so hello so damned so abused
by father and mother — no soul
mates to integrate schema faulty.
mighty might human spirit
mighty mite human soul
And i forget did the dinner bell
ring and is Father there at the
long table of descendants?
Hello? Hello? Hello? dead
beat father — spoils my stomach
and ruins my flesh heart.

:: 08.06.2020 ::

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August 6, 2020

FANTASY FIGHTS THIN REALITY

By EPRobles

SOMEONE says, ‘hello’
& i am having trouble
falling to sleep; time ticks
by and i feel on my own
my heart is a cement anchor
across the depths of seas
equilibrium is a gift for
stronger minds : the moon
is made of cheese and sheep
help me to fall to sleep –>
so (ugh) here i am/my thoughts
unfortunate soldiers full of
numb//falling dead around me
within my room\\ so here i once
again go. total delirium/
fantasy fighting thin reality.
so here we all go.

:: 08.06.2020 ::

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