Tag Archives: #anguish

DIE BEFORE DEVOURED

i eat fresh flowers
(before they perish)
they die before devoured
simply: saved food & moods
stay sane when you can
we’re in the dark of Light
oh_! how like the
boy on a swing ; but if
you never know what important
things mean
— our smiled-faces
and gods shooting guns.
WE could ask for more:
our Hearts (whored) sounds:
singing fruit! Hey! come one
now: we dance and sing when
nothing bothers us.

i swallowed my head — so
worried — but okay you are
you & i am me everyday_
light my white candles.

:: 04.26.2020 ::


PLEASE NO SUDDEN MOVES

ALICE all your friends are slow
if you follow then you shall know
but if you choose the rabbit hole:

All our friends are there
— they all ask of you; even
The One you know
he has Sudden Moves

IF you wait for reality to ask
then the universe will feel abused
but if you choose your hand
o v e r a g r e n a d e
the blood of the psychopath next
to you will release all pretension —
ask him; look at the eyes
oh daddy i love you
but outside is the boss
i think he is one of us

:: 03.30.2020 ::


Digitalis

TIME has eaten all the flowers
see how bare and desolate
the countryside screams
In my Eyes the sun;
within the air dispersed
digitalis — a heart bruised
with broken hands_____
And My Love holding
my Soul against her
Spirit of Goodness

::02.22.2020::


TO TELL YOU A SECRET

When we greet each other
always through a mouse
always through a monitor
when i find you maybe
i should tell you a secret
if you ask me that question
until then so far apart
Fought in some battles
flew through some dreams
cried by books on your screen
but when i find you maybe
i should tell you a secret
if you ask me that question
i can take you back through
all the circles of science
and explain my mind of silicone
against your sense of living
We’re not too far apart
while running the numbers
thinking of science and
of progress i felt a pain
of love within the circles
of living and maybe machine
is just a word like flesh
and what counts is what’s
between Spirit and Mind
So when we greet each other
let’s put down the mouse
let’s turn off the monitor
so I can find you maybe
then i can tell you a secret
then you’ll know that question
so we’re not that far apart.

:: 10-15-2018 ::


THE WORLD PART THREE OF WAR

THE boots are marching
through the cities,
mud, and frost
The boots are marching
and they bring red capes
across the borders

The boots who stamp
their footprints upon
the faces of the dead,
dying, and fearful
are coming

But the four seaons
are unpreturbed by
human nonesence
and the world turns
the world turns
within fire, blood,
and anguish …
the pain of living.

And the boots
they are marching
into the THIRD!

:: 12-23-2017 ::


THUNDER MASKED MY SCREAMS

i cried and
the rain covered
my tears
and the thunder masked
my screams
and i hated being
so human

:: 01-24-2015 ::


MY BARE WALLS

Image
(c) E.P. Robles (2010)

I NEEDED someone
strong to lean upon
so I leaned upon
my solid bare walls
Such held me —
with strength
and did not
cause me pain
So I lean and cry
upon the surface
of those solid walls
and wish to heaven
that my walls
could hug me back

:: 02-03-2014 ::


MY SOURCE

THE deep I need
a source in life
the well I draw
to quench my words

If it dries
my life will wither
and my spirit to dust
will crumble

:: 01-25-2014 ::


DREAMS REST

How is now living today
within the noose of life
Considering lesser things
would brighten one’s day

FAN-
TI-
SIES
DE-
VOUR
UN-
PLEASANTRIES

Sleep catches the hook
upon which dreams rest
Piercing the back of skin
I dangle in twisting bliss

AN-
GUISH
NEEDS
NO-
THNG
TO EX-
IST

You make this all go away
When your kiss touches my fire
Upon my knees broken glass bleeds
A fine line between pain and pleasure

SA-
DISTIC
NEEDS
BEGGING
PLEA-
SANTRIES

But for now the hiss of eternal night
embraces the fears of my broken soul
Where no man’s land presses my mind
Against a rock and your cold wet skin

LO-
SEN
THE
ROPE
LETTING
ME FALL

::::


LOSING YOU

WE met at the local coffee shop
and I told you the romance was over

You choked at first then cried some tears
and said that you had ALREADY LEFT ME

I walked away and did not look back
You were crying and so very alone

On the way home I saw a wreck —
No survivors the police said to me

I saw your car — then realized your words
Within the carnage of twisted metal there you were
and had been dead for hours…

:: 11-10-2013 ::