March 31, 2020

I SAW A MAN LIE DOWN AS A DEAD LEAF

By EPRobles

i saw a man lie down as a dead leaf
(her posture was fragile and elegant)
his – a burden of human grief
And within the gates where the famous lay
are poets, bankers and laymen too
And maybe one day even you
i saw a leaf lie down as a dead man
(his posture was thin, limp and weak)
her posture was green, strong and true
And beyond the gates of Ever-After
is all of me all of you and all of All!
:: 03.30.2020 ::

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March 28, 2020

BRAIN TRAFFIC

By EPRobles

It’s a complicated world
ruled by pain and fear
Everything’s ‘will you swim
or will you fade’
the smallest things
hold us back
the madness outside
these walls
are nothing compared
to what’s within my halls

Brain traffic: s/o confused
grid-locked & neurotically fused
Drain my Soul
Brain traffic: over/used
fear-porn-fed till your dead
then Life’s on hold
it’s all Inside your head
BRAIN DEAD.

:: 03.27.2020 ::

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March 27, 2020

MOUTH)of(NOISE

By EPRobles

the mouthOFnoise eats the silence;
everywhere NOise!)turns my insides(
out/-of Tears i said to the mother
holding empty children’s shoes

EyesofSorrow drowns her sight:
only to eternally see all horror
with sightless eyes that diligently
cry-/i once had a great Love that died

                      the Ghosts of
Antikythera’s Cell Machines burn
the sharp edge of decaying reality;laboriously
the longest Legs of Time march forth as it
steps over my shortest Thoughts within the
MOUTH)of(NOISE

:: 03.26.2020 ::

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March 26, 2020

SANS VERBOSITY

By EPRobles

i complied with Life
but i did not receive
reciprocity:
loquacity — not of me
go ask the baker if his
dough is dry he will kindly
say, “Ask any Poet, to perish
is sans verbosity!

:: 03.25.2020 ::

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March 25, 2020

SEPIA MIA

By EPRobles

a creeping chill throws me cold: t he
skies have t urn SEPIA AND i completely

utterly melt into each word

birth’d — this elegie betrays the poet;

a confession unburdens the Spirit — you

are reading about the me of ‘i’ have always

loved you |mia /i shall meet you again to-now
within the theater of my Soul sure, sometimes
i have concern for the world as it continues
to devour my Feelings and sensibilities.

when can i love you again?

:: 03.24.2020 ::

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March 23, 2020

HYPNOTIZED LIFE

By EPRobles

i can take Life upon my chin
i can take it upon my head
although it makes me sad
when i have to see it all
within my eyes i don’t see
a polite way to make this call
/oh wishing i first had
a vision\for a poor humble
wide-opened poet/ of no age or
time and then of no-more
\life is living while you’re bleeding
each day of Life is closer to Death
oh boy.

:: 03.23.2020 ::

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March 23, 2020

WEB OF DECEIT

By EPRobles

“I’ve always had an eating disordered. I use to blame it on stress…” A heavy pregnant pause hung above the room.

“But now I realize it was not who I am but what I am. I even use to blame my binges on how poorly I spin my web — but it is an automatic instinctual reaction.”

Taking off a pair of horn-rimmed glasses the fly, who never lost a patient, looked directly into the eyes of his patient the spider and gently spoke.

“Be who you are.”

-THE END-

:: 03.23.2020 ::

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March 22, 2020

TEAR AWAY ALL DARKNESS

By EPRobles

TEAR away this wallpaper
of my life and throw it
AWAY sometimes Life has
mercy so please take me
ALL steeples act like
most soulless people
DARKNESS go oh go
away and celebrate with
the shadow of hate
oh heaven_my Lord in He-
vandalized my free-will
oh never star gazing
to ever know how this
all goes___away oh Heaven!

:: 03.22.2020 ::

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March 22, 2020

DYING MEat

By EPRobles

We’re dying meat all inside
unexpressed confessions so,
kill me /dark deep dive
all for your pleasure re-
gardless of type of weather:
we guard your dying MEat
always dying for your meat’s
car-crash weather/we live or
die is not a question for any
Soul\

:: 03.22.2020 ::

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March 22, 2020

A DEEP STATE OF YOU

By EPRobles

“i’m listening,” i said.
“Well?…”

The words said:

“TELL me how a star can fall
Show me how to avoid it all
Touch my fish bowl but never
Never push me over — WATER!
The nostalgic drink for life
LOVE! — an elixir that
causes changes i’m trying to
hold it all TOGETHER!
i’m puppetized by you
Inside a deep State of You
I’m pauperized within me
Holding on holding on to
you-owe-you just you –”

U N G L U E D___!

:: 03.22.2020 ::

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