Tag Archives: #shame

LITTLE FINGERS

we forget about the summer that was just ended.

It is the time to honor the dead.

And yet, the dust remains.

Drunk upon sadness at three in the morning of

blue lines in a heart of your dark blue seas

Conceals everything that is the opposite of that.

It is a year before I write any of this.

First they must grow strong, then they must grow old.

SO As time goes by, we live and we die.

We live long, but we die young.

Blessed is the sleep of the aged.

Blessed is the man who stays awake.

When I read this, I wonder why a man who wanted to break
the sound barrier is so sad.

Perhaps he was thinking of all the men he knew.

Who died before making it to the top of the sky?

Maybe he was thinking of how great it would have been
if he could only break the speed of light.

it’s life and love for nothing but death.

:: 03.12.2022 ::


OCTOBER 7, 2018

How sweet is the affliction of humanity
to speak of it’s ills renders me unsocial
How sweet is the affliction of humanity
to speak of it’s ills renders me unsocial
to think of it’s crimes too horrendous
How sweet it is to turn an eye away

And farewell, sweet world, my dearest
fiend. That we remain calm and serene
while all things great and small burn
makes us one of a kind.

That I have secluded my sanity from all
intercourse of my fellow creatures
and have remitted self to tangled
words and convoluted thoughts …
makes all of my internal organs
breath easier.

How sweet is our affliction.

Humanity!

:: 10-07-2018 ::


A WAR WITH LIES

i stepped inside
my throat
to choke a lie
the room was festive
with devils and
prancing disease
a war ensued
internally
the rest
a history
— acclivity!

:: 09-10-2018 ::


A WEEPING LIE

A weeping lie
deserves
no compassion
best just let
it quickly die

:: 04-13-2014 ::


SISTER

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(c) E.P. Robles 2013

SISTER who did this to you?
What I am is less than zero
Sister give me his name
I am just a ghost in flesh
Sister stay focused with me
What’s that saying about life?
Life, and Death, and Giants [Dickinson]
I pray for you and me
and what does that say about us all?
I don’t care about everyone else
I just want to be me
I want to tear apart his face
and take back the jewel of my heart
Sometimes I want to rip out his throat
Just to make him as vulnerable as me
Do you hear what I am saying daddy?
What does that say about me…

:: 02-04-2014 ::


BEAUTY OF WONDER

I TASTED a feeling of wonderment
more than once within a span of life
greatness prevailed human depravity
to hear Beethoven –
Symphony No. 9 in D minor, Op. 125

I tasted a feeling of wonderment
more than once within a span of life
greatness prevailed human ignorance
to understand Einstein –
E-MC2 is not small fare of ingenuity

I tasted a feeling of profound shame
more than once within a span of life
to read of tyranny –
Hitler, Mussolini, Mao, and Pol Pot

Wonderment is a bitter-sweet taste
it holds no-bar the color of bearer
wept we should and must we be in awe
humanity so beautiful yet so horrific!

::01/07/2014::