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for the true artist — art is bifurcated
into many brilliant pebbles of expression
and many will hate you for it___smear
your work deeply within their heels –>
& tell the kids you are the devil.
Say again?
wait until i whip
the tar from my pants
(she was brought up religiously
silly-like) i cannot wait
to play guitar! Oh say release
the stress of any shooting star
— where is the one /sometimes
in winter\mostly within the sun
we go. hate to leave but the moon
comes (like a kid) over the terminus
of Earth.
:: 07.23.2020 ::
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never WITH me
always with you
kick the sand
kicking the dust
the rest is us:
i dream i
dreamed of Love;
screaming much
LOVE that which
burns brighter
than the Sun.
:: 07.23.2020 ::
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DREAMING closely i kissed nature
within everything and where it
was: dreaming i dreamt i was
back within myself
within a stain’d-spot
counting all the looks &
remembering all souls’ reflection
(is it all i wish to be?)
i find myself too afraid to
see. Dreaming delusions of
a storm of phantom numbers
where all beings die:
almost 8 billion years after
Earth ceases to exists —
is there any lamp post to see?
are the alley’s shadows all
you wish to be?
many wise hearts speak-spoken
so mysterious and fashionably
sensible you failed —
life breaks my heart.
:: 07.19.2020 ::
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WILL everybody hear (if you’re within this game) )a baby ANEURYSM ::::- poets writing to kill someTHING :::- ELSEKeep a firm handshake — pen ineye -=–contributions elude grammar Nazis’ – so you got yournumber down : now sit down ____????–loved you so much you made me sick– make my backbone slide –_ move yourself into my FACE: –> glyphand butterfly: are you listening nowcause’ it ain’t no joke: keep yourfancy pants on and learn me.
:: 07.17.2020 ::
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AGES of restless furnances
dancing among their own flames
eating death by untold wars
The Soul: a great warrior
and Earth the expansive battle-
ground that wring the necks of
evil ones; stamping & dancing
to kill the flames, vile hands
mottled flesh and skin.
Across the blue skies a Peace
while men scream and women cry;
babies giving up the life of youth
for the grave — turns the heads of
lambs!
while young men turn old and gnaw
their fingers; never praise madness
when it is madness of no purpose!
:: 07.05.2020 ::
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THE bed a crime scene of sorts
a passion spilled in sweat
willingly i go – to my death
he comes to me in the night
a sword sharpened by lust
and thrusts it into my soul
mother, i’m ready to come home
but the line between pain & pleasure
is small compared to the pleasant death
the coroner will say an untimely passing
but my murderous lover knew the timing
each plunge of his knife ever deeper
— // —
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PAIN as love
thick & forgetting
thinner to remember
that when hate blows
the winds burn each other
— kiss the angel’s baby
lips as pleasure and pain
are one of each as one
hidden That when i speak
i use your beautiful
words since you are within
my aching heart of nothings
.
:: 07.04.2020 ::
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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 ::
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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 ::
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Ok, I know so promise me
you’ll mind the facts:
– it wasn’t alive
– it was promised to the night
– it’s head has no heart
Like your MouthIS everywhere
no innocence; just Weird &
so White::she spats in little
bits, “I’m rich I’m fancy”
(man on horn: blue mercury
llup revo — pull over (YOUR
mouthIS everywhere) and her
head is full of EVERMore |
ok, i know so promise me…
:: 03.30.2020 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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