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Don’t let the light shine upon me–
I am the need, usurping life.
I am the ghost of need.
And you, so nice in all your life,
took me inside and gave to me
a reason to live– I threw it all away:
don’t let the light shine upon me —
I am the need, usurping life.
I’m the ghost of need.
I am the city inside of you.
People living, walking, sleeping,
loving, and dying.
And the justice, jury, and the one
who wears a black hood:
throwing the switch watching you
dying wishing you
never had — never let
the light shine upon me
I am the need of the dark light
:: 10-25-2014 ::
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I have a bed made
from the love of you
Oh yeah, it’s true, each pillow
a curve like-the thing
I loved all about you —
and would you say, “Dear, God has a name.”
I took your words and cried all night.
I know God is good but
…my pain; cries as though God-Zero.
God has love and I have a question:
I remember all His glory like-when
I fell into love,
oh yeah, yeah…oh yea
all within you and life.
God is Good and He’s Great
and has a face and a name;
if you faced Him in all His glory,
all the world I’d say, (yeah)
is all of us just struggling
like a ladbug trying to make
a collarKiss upon a neck
and God is great…so Good.
:: 10-25-2014 ::
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i watched a bug cross
a hear(t) – hearing,
listening to a tune
// celestial whore //
and the fingerGod
of myMind squashed
the meaning of itsLife
then i knew the mud
and the strife of
DNA and the life
sparkingHearts (–)
Life, not so precious
unless the mind
can kill it +
:: 10-25-2014 ::
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So you took, to run
across the dandalion
when we broke up.
i saw the color
like fire beneath
the path of your feet
i took the paint
of your pain,
and drew you:
a summer’s day
of lovely people
kissing, laughing.
So sweet, you – lips!
i never knew angel,
until i met you.
And softly i live,
in that memory.
So soon we left
the impossible room
of a great life,
but i still paint you
with the morning’s light.
Your portrait —
always a part of me
:: 10-25-2014 ::
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I hold little value for time
these days when I am always
writing. Compressed into
a vacuum of love and past life!
I do rarely know what I scribe —
automaton are we, many minds!
But each poem is a life I love
when I write. I die each night
and the beauty of resurrection
my each morning!
:: 10-23-2014 ::
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My lady, the gentle nature
of your grace did smitten
softly all my sensibility!
In a word — impossibility!
The shift and stockings,
and kerchief and shoes!
What hair and mittens
and pockets and stays —
my adoration for your
pin ball and scissor clip too!
My adoration for you
the loveliest woman!
:: 10-21-2014 ::
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I my dear
only one
a disappointment
is my f e ar
the Me of my own
just what you see
(and I judge not
by eye) but mostly
others do
not understand
just a pebble
and lesser
if a grain of
indescribable
something
Let just be
the crown jewel
a gem never
touched by others
it makes artThing
and weeping hearts
:: 10-18-2014 ::
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willow-scent
emotionally
dispensed by my
day of enormity
My hand I gave
but not touched
never and forever
this horror aches
and reasons bleed
like heartHole Me
I must be this
terrible monster!
:: 10-17-2014 ::
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timeless near-dark
unseen borders,
like forgotten tears
the closer edge
my forgotten dreams
and cutting wings
— crying butterflies,
upon the sinking hills
of golden bliss — away!
i grow richer by a day
full of sweet death’s way
and your lips tell me,
(formless words of my soul)
‘arise my soul, arise
and sing and tell me
the final tears that
fall upon crystal bells’
still, my storm, verse
sings to my soul,
‘it’s taking over,
it’s taking over me’
:: 10-13-2014 ::
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my bubble(kiss)
static-skin
full (a)round
my pink airJail
the beautiful
lofty curve
released
and float
away
:: 10-13-2014 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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