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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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Saturday was a good day so kicked off my shoes
and ran through the sand along Pensacola beach
Sadder days are like broken billboards yeah
along the promenade of empty streets
I listen to my radio and shut you out
I seem to be the only one who walks alone
I took a swim inside me and the ocean joined
sea turtle spread it’s fins and pushed
away the water to move like i walk alone
on the streets of broken billboards along the
promenade of my mind
Sometimes I know I am the convulsed mind of
of my moon across the ocean
ugh, fill my microscopic heart with (black tiny
things where a large beach crosses) and my voice
is mimicking my dead heart so dull my senses
delirium!
:: 09292015 ::
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I didn’t know your name when we met
on the train; destinations like ghosts
who have lost their bodies
Onward we road the rail with thunder
and destiny.
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RESURRECTION (IMMACULATE CONCEPTION)
My confession to you:
I wish to dig my flesh inside of you
and feel your soul // quiver and tremble //
tears of joy.
And, animal lust beyond a passion
surpassed only by Resurrection and
Immaculate Conception!
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I took this secret journey just me and my mind
and what lay before me i could not understand
and night into day bled and i met this holy man
and his wisdom was his world
and he told me what I’ve never heard
and his light were words i heard
“You will understand light in this
darkness, you will know what compassion means,
you will learn to live and love
and no thing will harm your soul.”
His blindness was his wisdom and my ignorance
was my pain but when you make your
secret journey you will see light in this darkness
and you will meet this Holy Man
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Just one voice to say
one word
in a forest full of trees
one just feel
some rejoice in this world
But for those who feel
such love
so compelled to express
their fear
we live not for justice
or such liberty
but for love and the
magic of tragedy!
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say i say i am so alright
i am me and forever
forgiving how the sun
is my skin oh son
i look like you and even
though mother looks like
someone you are me my son
and everything i blame
in shame — a choking sun
in all 0ur sun i feel as one
and love you love you
love you love you
i wish i was a silver snail
crawling all along infinity
and we sing, ‘in the sun we
feel so warm, in the sun,
we crawled across the sands
of life’ if i was so like you
i say i’m not you in my nasty
salt i am all to blame and
seeing you praying under the
sunlight blub sun i sing,
“wishing all of my apologies
are so sweet like so like
sherbert sweet ice and i know
i am the one to blame i receed
from choking ashes of blame
and feel the sun and feel as one
and i scream: say i say i’m so
alright i am me and forever
forving how the sun is my skin
oh love oh love of all of us
is all is all we all and i look
like you and so all we are is
all we are…all we are is all
we are..all we are is all we all
:: 09222013 ::
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i walk electric steps speaking vocal electrocution
i bleed tiny snap’o fire
micro NSA chips
and falling fire-feet
of my “I never dreamed:
I never dreamed Oh never dreamed
I would ever meet someone like you
and time moves AND how life
moves away how it moves away
not that anything is really here
and I walk electric steps
whispering my energy;
vocal electrocution
the greyness of life is love
perhaps like a smile in sky
and your smile SO like a child
and her soul: plays a wicked
game to do to dream love and
innocence is alive and how
i love ~~~~how i want to fall
and how i want to believe in
to believe in you
:: 09222015 ::
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I knew you in my melted golden fields
(so give me your hands upon my face)
I knew you in my fields of youthful bliss
i crumbled in tears too
i stood tall then fell eagerly
to remember how i helped you to escape
but you left me in ashes // together\\
i knew you in my melted golden dreams
(so give me your heart upon my soul)
I knew you in my eyes of sightless hope!
i drowned so far away from you Oh!
I knew you i knew you!
i knew you and so i cried remembering
how death touched our love –~ A flower
within a thing of thorns that never says
how, “i knew you in my melted golden fields”
(if this life is not worth living i give
it to God if the devil doesn’t catch it)
and don’t cry sweet lover — it’s never
the end of our smiles and happy times
and the fire eats everything good
but that’s no way to live — living i say
i have so good the memories of you
baby you gave me a life i never knew
and i knew you within my melted golden fields
so give me your hands upon my face baby
:: 09222015 ::
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i BIG, the people beg the people
slaying this world
it doesn’t need an operation
we got mouth and got heart
and a sutured doctor in health plans
b l e e d i n g small
we have thoughts, we rattle run
and shadow soldiers don’t kill
the strange –> it is us it is us
running through gutters surviving
within a world of queens and kings
running along with sewer rats
wishing we one day we find a surface
of land and sun — i beg the people
, big people slay these motherfuckers
who have no mind and no soul
and give me another bullet cause i
see one running straight for me!
Politicians, religious demons, wall-
street fags eating everything we
built upon our knees and i’m all
so alone i can’t forgive my maker
so alone i can’t forgive my seeker
i’m so sadly me
i’m so sadly me
:: 09222015 ::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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