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Zeros leaving //crazy//
like a hole in my heart
Ones too like a gypsy
just a digital bomb
holding a broken rose
and your laughing eyes
i’m so mystified…
you’re a mystery
a soul without a home
and I’m so confused
like a dog begging
for a leash to hold
you sitting pretty
We’re the new generation
throwing life away
upon a social wave
of silicon media
But I’m too burnt
so I’m trying to say
just to you — you got
the best of me tonight
Catching zeros and ones
across the glass I hold
Sorry but it’s true
you got the best of me
holding your broken rose
and my crying eyes
Oh, I’m sorry but it’s true
your zeros and ones
got the best of me
and we’re throwing away
the best of life that’s real
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UNDER the silver-eyed moon
where it always hangs
it spoke by way of Monday
i saw upon the horizontal
fence the eyes of a cat
too, its eyes spoke
and three eyes now
upon my soul, counting me
— five in all
Soon the clouds had shut
the moon, meowed the cat
and skipped away
leaving me with two
i could watch Rome
with five but two —
too few for my to-night
But the cat exquisitely ran!
But not so elegantly the moon!
And me, two eyes two feet
two glazed, too stiff
where i always hang
:: 11-11-2014 ::
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Soully by falling heartFeet
i held you lunar love,
the constant companion
over me lighting darkness
A whisper across spaceless
timeWalls sweet Light
my Lunar lovely one!
And all clearly now for me
not division of thought
but by love of precision
I see you up there hanging
across the GodHand Cosmos
And though distance stings
Our midnight kisses memories
And though the sun comes again
I still know the gently softness
of your Lunar Light Breasts
I share the love and beauty
of your gracefull presence
and hunger besets my days
while waiting for My Luna!
:: 11-08-2014 ::
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LOVER
:: 11-04-2014 ::
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have you ever
been with never?
the lonely walk
through a forest.
and never.
and ever have you
never seen,
the beauty;
a tumbler tumbling
sweet spring?
And never.
whenever i feel
never belief
falls upon me!
:: 10-31-2014 ::
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little-voice my biggest
tender tiny heart-Fire
burn my lipSoul when
all my words — sleeping
I tuck them beneath
the country-prose of
my land of living words
my little voice, tenderly!
within the hands I write
I hold your flowerHeart
and scribe the love within
the land of living words
and remain forever yours,
my living word!
:: 10-05-2014 ::
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my fear-tiny
feet patter in Side
tinyMe that room
alone and Me
my handFace
slapping fear-
hating me longer
distaste my fear
King–my costly
wasteful weakness
:: 10-05-2014 ::
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HUMANITY concludes its part
an act unequaled in savagery
blood moons paint a crimson
whose portrait hangs without nail
the cross bared once before —
a drop of blood split these rocks
and horror revisits us all this day
a quickening so some flesh be saved
:: 03-18-2014 ::
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THE HUMAN LANGUAGE is front-loaded
with the weaponry it requires
to destroy the bearer of any news
;;–;;
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THERE is no shock like that of waking up
within one’s possessed skin to fully realize
we are only visitors and not from the-here
I talk not of an academic approach
which requires only a mind-thought
but the unequivocal knowing and feeling
that we have possessed the animal-human
parading as less than what we are
and some succumb to their skin-suits
and have shed their light-hearts
and run amok in primal urge and
have the doer-evil deeds of darkness
Truly there is duality
in our current experience
— and a very fine line
between madness and sanity
[There is more…
that can be said…]
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 
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