i love the silence you give me
so still and quiet
contemplating your situation,
so appreciated! And you
haven’t said a word
— forever
ever! i saw your eyes;
coins kept in place
any opportunity for you
to see! A pity. But lovely
how the stitches crawl
up toward your heart
keeping promises forever
oh, um, forever sewn
like it’s so much grief
a life cut short by disease
we can scientifically call
fucking life.
yeah. YEAH! And you
and Mozart decompose
the score of a thing
called purple life
it’s only me so don’t cry
and you smell…formaldehyde
but your lips still grin
:: 03-08-2015 ::
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RIGOR MORTIS spreads upon the dead
complacency surely does the same
apart crimes of displaced compassion
together conspiracy to commit the dead
So the fire embraces imaginary lines
of transgressions never bought or said
Someone pay the price in giving flesh
and losing the part of living best
God I give you my eternal soul
forgive me my weakness in believing
let the sun shine upon my living spirit
::12-26-2013::
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 