Category Archives: #abstract

TRUTH IS A GUN

my sea lion has given up / the rocks are hot!
And truth is a gun \ the Mouth a trigger
oh wow and B A N G went the baby cries
some c r e a t u r e s l i e and wait
i do not but lies are sprinklings upon Hell’s
cake — ladies and men, children and freaks,
politicians and priests, the living dying and
the dying who wish to live this is all for you.

i love you.

:: 07/13/2019 ::


The Silent Machine

OUTSIDE the silence the machine
E A T S my liver
screws my tender insides.
For all the failures wishing
i could not think of living
the beautiful memories
of yesterdays /i’m a failure
of tomorrows\ rolling dead
eyes in a river & thick
rooted hairs screaming |
THE END COMES so easy
watch the sunlight dim
in a moment all dream
time screams by(e)
dear___i knew not of you
but married twice believing
–>take/took my heart
and slung it around the sun.
OUTSIDE the machine
eats you & me. screws
our tender parts.

:: 04-20-2019 ::


t HeGreat est won deful my SteR y

t
HeGreat
est
won
derful
my
SterR

y
of
Al
l
is
tru
eLo

ve

:: 03-08-2019 ::
E.P. Robles (c) 2019


HIGH THE I HAVE

if have i if i
had high while all
little beauties were
dying i had them all
within just ‘me’
is the beauties that
seem to always be
that most pain.

e.p.robles (c)2019
:: 02/09/2019 ::


WHEN LOVE Dies

(w

he n

lo

v
e

d i

es)

for

gi
ve

me

:: 02-08-2019 ::


WE’RE MAD

Of course! It is apparently
— so, do you also know?
and how did you realize it
— too, by two’s, four’s
or even more?

We’re mad.

And now it’s written
so there it goes!

A dream, a thought
as a bird does soar
of course! And now,
–now, aren’t you glad.

We’re mad.

:: 01-06-2018 ::


PHENOMENAL GIFT

IF it all ends with you I shall extend my hand
and pinch time into two butterflies.
Do you see the orchestral skies? It is teaching
the stars a new dance for the world’s coming
funeral and the eyes of mystery are now weeping
for the blue-white jewel. The Sun knows and she
is aching. and every bird. Sings one less song
each day.

The phenomenal gift called death.

:: 10-06-2018


SQuEEZeD

SQUEEZED is my brain so i think nothing like no thing
stitched partly into vengeance and frozen time Madness
i can hear the poisoning troop of deception cloaked behind
lies calling me
ooh oh ooh aah ah aah
so show me ruin show me evil
show me unsee-able things
i will show you armor
i will show you strength
i will slay you from now
until the very end of time
some call me nothing
some call me conscious
some call me love
I AM HEARTBREAK

:: 10-06-2018 ::


MANIACAL MANNEQUIN

EAT me maniacal mannequin
kiss my wishes. i am a broken
misunderstanding that only you
can understand AND SO the sun
Falls down across the erecting
Moon –the movers fell into
gracious love with the shakers
so lick me maniacal mannequin
and hold me until my skin turns
porcelain-blue like your heart.

:: 10-05—–2018 ::


JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING

l o v e. elephants too.

. ants. /\ R doing all that

couldn’t be done. Smiles Making

All that’s unmade and her SHE’s

best with peanut’s butter so LOVE

show me EASY not a thing so undone

save all who cannot be saved

hug the porcupine and the insane

and in the end it’s the moon or maybe

even Mars — where they inhale

Laughter and breath out NASA emblems

while teaching rovers to catch a star //

love love love ALL ||

:: 09-01-2018 ::