Category Archives: #prose

I ASKED THE VAST UNKNOWN

i asked the vast unknown if it knew
me___a taste of dirt i spat; an unraveling became
of me as though falling into and through a rabbit’s hole.
but One outside of space &
time — where nothing Human
is said, worn or told: again unraveling into a deeper sense
of nonsense whom once i was be-
came nothing More.

Is what this is more:

More, so much more!

:: 05.13.2020 ::


BEYOND THE WHEN

we skip across the fence
beyond the WHEN
to Know what we are Doing
forgiving Light a Due
i cannot say this is truth
but suspect that light
whispers to the brain
after all is said & done.

:: 05.04.2020 ::


EPILOGUE by THE BEAST

I PICKED a flower as red as MY EYES

A thorn pricked me;

I slayed 10,000 Syrians — in 30 BCE

IT was The Season of The Beast

A S N O W

:: 02.14.2020 ::


Hugs ARE Squeezed to Contain BURSTING Joy

SOME. thoughts are daggers
as others are kisses
while hugs are squeezed
to contain BURSTING
joy: …my privately confessed
delusions —->. God please return
my m I n d \. THESE pesterous
Cherubs sending L oVE
air mailed /I delightfully collect
their stamps for the golden saliva
by cherubic artist can visit me
post return of my comatic brain.
unraveling|~|

08052019
© EPRobles 2019


I FORGET MYSELF WITHIN YOU

… no one speaks  as no one hears
ME | A LINE   between love & hate
ignorance more so than spite!
… i can swim
& i can walk
& i can talk
& i am HERE

N O W hear ME:

i forgot myself within;
& you are wonderful
& you are my soulmate
& you are all Seasons!

[then reason …]

the honey spreads upon
both upper and lower
of our aching lips
our storm-riddled mouth!

AND WE LOVE & LIVE
a whirlwind of Spring
and Love in every Breath!

:: 11-21-2016 ::


NEUROSURGICAL EVENT

manipulate my brain damage my connection

i’m your lonely patient like burning liars in

a blanket of ash

so perturbed by my mind you remove

parts of my heart-brain and the voices stop

and i’m so comforted by my loss, of mind;

and i’m so relieved

by the loss of my life;

it creates a circular lesion within my brain

:: — 08-05-2016 — Rev: 11-01-2016 ::


SCHIZOPHRENIC PROSE (The Secret Society of Hidden People)

My soul is lost
upon ice-blue crevasses so deeply!
help me my blue elephant
that lettuce is brave
like electrons always saying hello
and never goodbyes!
You slip on lice and break your arms
it’s all so SCHIZOPHRENIC: tangentiality!
stilted speech and phonemic paraphasia
are mainly broken-minded poets
who use both sides of a pencil
-+95% of black eyes kill 5% of rabbits
and the bird whistles in Japaneses:
“sei shin bun retsu byo”
( mind split disease)
where logic and proportion falls
between the King & Queen
AND ALL ANGELS go to 7-Eleven
in their heavenly garments to buy
hot dogs and slur-pees
and writing is a socially acceptable
form of schizophrenia…hmm….
such is the paradox of delusion
and how are you? When you walk down
a sidewalk to the abuse of verbally
abusive birds chirping loudly how
dull and stupid you are. So you move into
a homeless shelter and make new friends!

:: 10242015 ::


LIFE’S A COMING ROUND

SAY, say, did you hear
my life coming around
round’this empty life?
yeah, walking people saying
she had her time a’coming
yeah and like she loves
loving how the many people
waiting for their train
and it’s a’coming round
moving forward like busy
butterflies a lonesome
busy job and she she says
‘you got tears so solid
hurt my heart sweet man’
i walk away spreading life
and say say did you hear
my life coming around?
round’ this empty life?
like her love a’time coming
yeah waiting for the train
of life yeah!

:: ;09202015 ::


TEARS BROUGHT ME HERE AGAIN

Summer gone my lips pursed
and crossed hands
across a death so wonderful
i can hear love ones cry
looking at what was me
and i say i am so whole!
I am so much more
than what my flesh could
ever say………….
grandparents crying
will hurt you so
proclaiming how you were
too young to go away
AND IF I SAID WHAT I LOVE
IN MY PROSE i say goodnight
BUT EVERYONE NEVER SEES
love in words….so i refuse
to feel ignorance OOOH!
tossing and turning for ever-
y…one I’m so tired so
blame the skies of LIFE AND
SAY I NEVER SAID, ‘GOODBYE
AND SO LONG’
and tears are gray but not
if i could touch your heart
a brilliant bursting kiss
of my lovely heart!

:: 09192015 ::


VICTORIAN LIGHT

1

i am so electric so postcard pathetic
i am the Victorian light
of a street lamp following you
i am the army of one heart
shipping off to war with love
i am so eccentric so alive in you

2

i cut my tongue licking an envelop
i am the moonlight of a time
i am still singing the body electric
i wonder if my words shall reach you
i am the ‘i’ of all i feel thinking
i say my beating heart belongs to you

3

and if all my honoring of you is fire
in the glad hours of my mourning
i am worth what here upon this Earth
if i never say if i never write these
little scribbles of words of my beating
heart that walked for lives honoring you

4
and if i threw everything within the fire
of centuries loving you it’s all i can do
our bodies at each instant beating hearts
like tasting fields of red strawberries
and i cut my tongue upon the edge of you
i am the moonlight of your life all love

:: 09-16-2015 ::