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I DROPPED you off
you left a smile
& though lone men
turn toward heat
— your lottery
is a black fly
within Chardonnay
: are you wondering?
bad advice you just
cannot take? And who
sang: “a butterfly born
is alive to fly” and we
are a crashDOWN : utter/
thinking\ radiating free
rays of hellos and goodbyes
pink colors next to it
don’t you feel or think?
like female flesh feeling
more than men — such good
advice you cannot take.
Miss Safe kiss goodbye
Mister Fly of Life: it’s
it short life looking
for another: to breath away.
Nature.
:: 07.23.2020 ::
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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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THESE SIMPLE NIGHTS are
simple dreams
if you are going to
dreamland take parsley
,sage and a white candle
and remember those you
left behind: they were once
the best friends in love
tell her to meet me outside
by the deep forest green —
express the light and spirit
i once felt when she first kissed
me there. A scarlet mark upon
my heart and Life which I shall
wear with honor for the true love
of mine.
:: 07.23.2020 ::
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Oh Seia oh love
by the beyonds of
all rivers ___
ancient tongue
modern heart ___
of a living ghost
oh seia my love
that sunburst dress
burns all Souls
with art and Love!
:: 07.23.2020 ::
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roots and nerves
move dirt
boots and struts
make us
a brilliant nightmare
of sherbet lip-tasting
tears of a broken one
who knows any ‘thing’
but that ‘thing’ we find
killing us all slowly.
:: 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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between thoughts
such depth
my heart sank
–today.
The widow of Souls
now am i –? or
a mirage of god’s
weaker image?
this does NEVER
matter within my
own heart; i am
any-and-everything
i wish to be.
& MORE!
:: 07.22.2020 ::
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Ernest Robles
4:38 PM (3 minutes ago)
to me
YOUR ADVICE
OCEAN SEA orchids
chase my life like
a drowning human locked
within your Jonesy Box
as depth as a water-trap
ocean ate-your-flesh
and left priceless complaints
— all deep within an ocean-cold
ice/falling below depts__
maybe eating orchids of wondrous
remedies i came across fallen angel’s
hair and partook within baby’s breath
/the world thrown down — ruinous
unbiblical nooses and racial complaints
! hell no. enough is enough NOW.
:: 07.22.2020 ::
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FILTHY pieces
of long-forgotten
thoughts i remember
i forgot to keep it
all far inside the die’
ist part of my vibrant
HEART-flower and sometimes
i looked within your heart-
shaped Soul so fragile and
Evil: i ate you all
makes The Tablet by
the firey finger-tips
of my mind : i have never
said go -and-die /you’re alive
| gathering sheep and smelling
fresh air i tripped over mySelf |
its an illusion called
Life — Hey! WAIT! i have a
message /you invited\ …
confusion!\
:: 07.22.2020 ::
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my mud are my smiles
so she asked me
are you lik,e Libra
eating my Soul
from within your
magnet Heart: i
thought and then wrote
precis of illusionary
words and unforgiveable
advice that taxed me:
crystal spine; it’s every
thought of your mind:
everything eating orchids
and placenta-angel breath
i barreled down so i could
confess back! Hey!
every thought
goes through your priceless
mind.
:: 07.22.2020 ::
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