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July 15, 2020

UNLOVED LIBRA LIFE

By EPRobles

i was seemingly me: walking down the plank
boards of society: nothing glows brighter than
bitter symphony awakened to the
light of love ==
i can hear the most
i can change the most

So i praised the long journey
believing everything so finished
so its just the beginning
NEVER saying what i hear from the woods
/seeds of birth\
i have never died an unlived life
Cherubs eating orchid flowers
bizardley arranged : i shall never
draw aside the veil of love,

TO BE UNDERSTOOD
is greatering than understanding

:: 07.15.2020 ::

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July 13, 2020

THE FIRST TWO TIERS

By EPRobles

THE distinguishing Nature of ‘something’
is a character supported by a glyph.
   within the mental imagery
   of emotions.
We call it ‘words’.

As if we never noticed the rising Sun!
  that we never ever felt the sinking
Moon whilst upon a beautiful date
   is how one destroys things :  place
your tongue upon the palate.
   THE sides are for flavor but the top
and bottom taste Life.

:: 07.12.2020 ::

[ideas i used to slay the Western
Alphabet.  Next book:  to rebuild
from those ashes]

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December 21, 2013

THE COMFORT ROOM

By EPRobles

THERE is an entrance
into this world
— the comfort room
that we depart
A way station
for the souls
between past
and future life
It is the meet
and greet for all
before new
skin suits
— go bravely
Again we
shall meet!

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