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November 12, 2021

COUGHING COFFEE BEANS NEXT TO BOOKS

By EPRobles

DID you see that girl in the corner? Next to the books and coffee beans? Coughing i only smelled the aroma of brilliant coffee like old pages of a book of poetry sleeping. I felt warm and could never look away
so-bent warning (traveling this far) better to say i’m sentimental___(going through my head amour than this feeling flutter-flying butter pie. Dropping me to the wooden floor like a devil to it’s knees.
Parapluie above my head (oh my) a heart of paupiette yea oh yea. All these doors checked ; locked kitchen quiet and dark / dishes washed: pets fed and plants watered.

Oh romanichel heart. For the world.

Swollen lips – un bisou! She (the one who loves me and does not have a physical body) gave: sa suce!

:: 11.11.2021 ::

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November 8, 2021

ONLY MY LOVE

By EPRobles

AND IF I GO AWAY
WITHIN the hands
of my love\forever love
So i express
it’s my love every
where dear — oh how
it’s understood
everywhere
And when we pinch
money to live ; it’s
our love understood
how i love my love.
AND WHEN the cold comes
in seasons my love warms
me as love should.
Oh, my love and only my
love holds the key
to me.

:: 1.07.2021 ::

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November 8, 2021

LOVE BURST

By EPRobles

i eat love and flotsam and hear how heat burns___ my love
i want you like a crab needs sand and water
…come here ocean love My King you deceive me –===
can’t you hear my love burst || i want you like
a tree need sun’s shine///
can’t you hear my love burst? Won’t you hear my
love won’t you hear me burst?
I want you like a heart needs her beats –won’t you
hear my love burst?
Insect fly & dead path.
gives me a purple heart love
heart burst inside all of me.

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November 6, 2021

HUNGRY MOUTHS

By EPRobles

I walked inside and touched an eye so glazed — a heart
in a shoe and a foot deranged!

Surprised and a soul screamed,

“it’s so very strange — today!”

An organ grinder fed me lies & bought by nickels and dimes
a bed, unmade, seems like messy paradise —
inside my head, its so strange! For a pure poet and everyone
a caricature of texts, feeds, and blues and hungry mouths kiss me
Towering teeth and soft flesh and A shoe that walks along
a cobblestone street inside an eye so glazed — a heart
in a shoe and a foot deranged!

And hungry mouths kissing me

within the deep future of something called Time!

:: 08-17-2014 ::

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November 6, 2021

WE ARE SO FUCKED

By EPRobles

(In Heaven a 911 operator’s experience)

“HEAVEN  is heavy with lost souls today but can I help you?”

SOUL:  Yes, seems I have no reason to live.

Okay.  Arise beyond this illusion okay?

SOUL:  “what?”

This is God’s voice (by proxy) speaking.
Just don’t do anything stupid that could um,
cause you irreparable harm.  Like death.  We’re
logged back hard on deaths at this moment.  But.
hey, what can I do for you?

SOUL:  I am sick with like , fuck.   All wise men I have read
and like a ship upon the ocean I heard the voices
say there can only be peace with the One.”

Well, that is bullshit.  You sound bifurcated.  Just stay alive.
We um  (what?  I’m on the goddammit line now) sorry.  Just
don’t do anything that can kill you now.  We’ll
get back to you.  Do you have Amazon or Google
or shit, yeah okay (FACEBOOK), SpaceX shares?  We can get
you out of this shit if you have the money.

“God?  What?  What?”

Yeah, we upgraded.

The spiritual world can’t even keep up with the
life forms we created.  The entire universe is really
REALLY going crazy.  Now.

Can I help you with anything else?

No.  (click).

:: 11.05.2021 ::

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November 6, 2021

BEAUTIFUL AND UGLY

By EPRobles

the beautiful and the ugly have a kinship
one rejected the other despised

one for revolt the other jealousy
mother come soon

the sun’s surface should burn skin
down to the soul

and I have waited for the melted spirit
her glory soul burning

so I can receive her soul without flesh
just the nectar of life

beauty and acceptance: ugly and perfect essence
mother loves both daughters

And love is skinless and passion kisses life
a human life should know

Just like an angel does____.

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November 6, 2021

A SINGLE BREATH

By EPRobles

the most beautiful art
is the lung expressing
air to the vocal chords
then magic happens

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November 6, 2021

FLOWER-MOUTH’D DAY

By EPRobles

THIS DAY opened its flower-mouth smell the daisy and the roses
saw the blue skies touched her lips
and found God behind a rock my feet deep inside the sand

So i turned yea i turned from the boy i knew
into the man i now am no more begging the dog
next door to stop barking or cussing taking out the trash

ah i got the scars from this world i have a sternum broken in parts
how strange i now enjoy watching the air standing in small spaces
for you for me smelling the flower-mouth of this open-mouthed day

Life tell me more oh tell me more Whether Spring, Summer or Fall
and like Winter — you make it all smell as flower-Spring

My satellite
My love
My self

:: 11.05.2021 ::

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November 6, 2021

MONSTER FEAR

By EPRobles

I am miserably prolific /mean butterfly eating my insides\
my writings less agreeable than my dreams:  no fun ||| ate
mud [check]  ate my own heart [check] stood up when i
should have stood down [check]
  wept and cried [x]
danced and went hysterically comical but carried the dead
child which was once me inside as the crowd laughed.
\
  And for ENCORE?  Doing it all over would be pure
poetic MADNESS!  /

i gave all my laughs and tears and guts whether sane
or madness creeps inside but bless who you are and for
the song you sing but no more___for all those hearts of everyone
a star burns out and others explode;  bless your hearts.

AND the claws of monstrous reality pulls me back into my head.

:: 11.05.2021 ::

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November 1, 2021

THE SPEAK EACH TO EACH

By EPRobles

I never heard the song of solitude
but felt the structure, plot and rhyme
of mother’s time who fled upon a wind
whilst i walked a long mile alone

My face a window
how silently i waited hours
to see what imagined but hardly
ever held: wept and prayed
to hold my mother within my arms.

All is a nightmare laid to bed.
After all. Grown, broken, and
trailing more — i have loved
other women more. Many dead
because I attract the crazy
of them all. The women whom I
loved — many deep inside the soil
and a few still walking upon
the soil as ghosts whom haunt me.

:: 11.01.2021 ::

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