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i ha(ateingly) laughed
pink(stingily) va(GINA)voOM
just more chances like
OOPs(portunity) and your hand
felt more velvet, mummyHumming
bird kissing scarab tears
blue desert death buried
sands! You said, “I waited!
Buried! And a brain jarred
in a hermitically sealed
dream of thousand years”
Hmmm…I only wanted kisses
dusty tears wet my dry heart
blessing yet to be cross
Jesus was just a celestial
thought when primitive human
drug knuckle-hungry mouth
fighting Cro-Magnon beasts
who carried that cross
before homo sapiens God
:: 12-24-2014 ::
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ACUSE life!
your strength
abused such nature!
like wings
stretched across
your angry heart,
hush! Abuse
nature! Love,
the tweet-beak
of innocent eyes
//see YOU human-
nature so fragile
that anger consumes
all the gentle love
of nature’s heart!
So too the river
consumes flesh
and bone in rage;
eddies, rockS,
and scorn!
But I, the broken
part between
nature-heaven
give my love
to this world!
:: 12-18-2014 ::
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It’s been some hurting time: I lost it in a dial of fountain garbage youth — catfish mouth hooks and I never saw you sorry inside
Boreas is colored freezer pain! I haven’t had a hand job or pie Since the government gave me opportunity or more chances than churches where Jesus hangs on solemn walls while
flesh bags cry and pray for all their sins in a covered wagon somewhere in the 1950s black and white television. Gee I never knew ancient ones wore makeup and butterfly Lips like a hungry flower in a whore field. The sky gave me her scars like purple vaginas missing periods for months.
And Billy went to the store to pick up a jar of fat pickles. She never reached behind the curtain but I had my dummy and a fist beneath his cheap shirt making all the moves of a failed life.
11-03-2014 ::
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WHAT thief!
Coy and soothing
belongs something like
confessions through tears
Words. Paint! The thief
of my own life that takes
away the embering lit heart
unto heaven; and leaves
me exhausted life a lover
who gave me evrything,
and more than love!
Poetry. Art.
My lover!
11-03-2014 ::
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Say, be my love(mystery too)
My heart!
Than can be more careful!
Time the (pre)veil of misty dreams
Those broken mis-step footfalls
across your pure heart
I took and more closely than
the love you Gave the GhostMe
Separation(imagine
lost in life divided
by space-time and God)gave me
the Eye of the Soul
(Bare hearts like snow,
even rain and mud know
understanding nature)
the endless journey now!
11-03-2014 ::
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I could believe:
when yellow lights melt
traffic in greenly built
pastures of social need
I would be relieved:
if hearts and minds
were synched for love
instead of personal need
I should conceive:
the mountain of God
is the tip of my finger
and I point towards the sky
making all things good!
:: 12-04-2014 ::
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River dreams slipping rocks
and i swore i had a place
across your shores too
i thought rock but life
gave me pebbles to eat
and no one i think loves
the weaker one but i know
heat and life are a part
of tiny movements
always know i sometimes
dream but the current
moves me \\ i think
a revelation can catch me
but the river flows
like
time, what
space too
across your shores
i thought rock but life
gave me pebbles to eat
and i’m only just me
so i can only sing
“the river of life
can take you down
if only you believe,
if only you believe,
in dreams…”
:: 11-20-2014 ::
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AND the devil said, “Who’s got the heart
of my lover?” and the sky burned
in thunder-lust and the angels fled
like a bad bad storm.
I stood up like a prick and said,
“I ate him last night.”
And heaven help me for the way I am..
I am just a hungry woman looking for
the one who can help me know I am
more than this need I have within my soul.
So the devil looked inside my soul
and flew away, said, “honey, you got more
a need for the soul you ate
and I’m just the devil.”
I’ve been a bad bad girl
and I ran away the devil
but all I need is just
a good man.
:: 11-17-2014 ::
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Do you know:
you smell of Earth
when you thunder
and look upon my soul
lightening eyes
and when you cry
torrential skies!
I think you more
of Earth than woman
the nature-mother
with buttercup lips
a Venus flytrap lover!
:: 11-17-2014 ::
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“IF” is a large void
it’s waist is full
like fat men toddlering
And IF is a pair
of promising lips
upon the face
of true love
only loving
knows truth
all else
a belt across
the girth of obesity!
:: 11-17-2014 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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