Tag Archives: #Jesus

September 30, 2015

JESUS KEEPS ON CRYING AND IT’S RAINING

By EPRobles

Before I was confused the lie was on my head
at crossroads for my heart goes out across
the south into the west right upon the stomach
of truth you hold ; i abused, sweet baby
i have no idea where you’ve been // hypnotized
me again (/?)because who wanted it again //
if sometimes my heart stays within your soul
//oh oh ,ah, ah…ah…oh , ah…LIFE is
a lover carrying this soul like flowers
to his woman and i don’t know // a second season
and this message is a mad hatter carrying
suspicious messages, importing the cruelty of roses
and Jesus keeps on crying and the clouds raining
and my skin like the poisonous fragility of ice
newly formed upon an old pool — i am the fire
who grew so low ooh oh. And Jesus keeps on crying
and it’s raining //

:: ;09292015 ::

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August 4, 2015

SITAR TEARS DROWN THE ANCIENT DESERTS

By EPRobles

IF My mumble-stumbled i say
my knees are skinned
i epoch-ed sealing ghosts beneath
the skin of not Less than(
parenthetical braces fucking
piss me off — so sorry)
can Mary spread her legs
without giving Gods to
this world? I hope she tried.
And all my love you seem different
we’re alive and shall be cities
the haunting sound of a sitar
Mary you haunt me cause i wish
i could reach into you to find
love! I wish to eat the woman
who spawned a deity! Oh i,
oh i, oh me oh my! to think
i could find home and love
between the legs of a woman!
all my love you think you’re
different from other girls.
But you’re the same.

:: 08-03-2015 ::

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February 17, 2015

RELIGION IS A SIDEWALK

By EPRobles

Your Jesus likes
lollipops
the walking King
on the boulevard
of spiritual dreams
and i licked sticks
like the wooden
cross across life
Oh Mohammad too,
who knows where he’s
taking me — somewhere
I want to be like
my best friend
And religion is a sidewalk
with many souls
walking the path
towards their dreams
of an afterlife
so I’m taking my
best friend
She knows my buttons
pushing love and
all of my life
IT’S where i want to be;
me and my best friend

:: 02-15-2015 ::

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October 20, 2014

SILVER FOR BLOOD

By EPRobles

If you saw a world
made of love
would the light
destroy your eyes
even if the heart
rejoiced in all
greatness by God
And all the dead
arisen by Grace
to meet loved ones
would the light
destroy your heart

Not if I was one,
like a pebble
in a cold river,
getting by,
by the eddies
of life’s currents

Oh, the heartache
and greatness
just the tip
of a butterfly wing
and the sky above
reaches out to me

And the one who
sold all of this
just a lie —
the price of a soul
all for His glory,
silver for blood.

The Mystery of His Glory.

:: 10-20-2014 ::

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March 12, 2014

21ST CENTURY SPIRITUAL GROOVE

By EPRobles

Twenty-first century angst beating at the door
and I say who are you, we are me and all together
sliding thumbs across glass of social media device
and we sing a song across ages unknown to lost souls
which way do we go across crossroads in the fog
waiting for the van to come straight jacket-man
take me and you and we and together reality-SEE
oh the tears fall from marshmallow skies-pink
Who said the Pisces fish jumped out of the water
two thousand years it breathed wet air for all
Jesus rode a fin across the water catching men
but now the fish has a dry dirt to learn-walk
Astrological-mumble-jumble jambalaya dish
spice live-give worm-sign spice lives for all
scientific-spiritual hula-loop gyrating groove
Better learn to walk than drown six feet deep
mother universe hold us up just a bit now
grace is good and love is the cream on top

:: 03-11-2014 ::

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