Tag Archives: #words

August 5, 2015

BABY BREATH BURN ME

By EPRobles
THERE once was a home  where love was drunk
say do you know south? it’s near hell on earth
and i like tinker toys a classic toy that brings
grandparents, parents and kids together
–when i was a kid culture was in a dish
of phlegm and raw pain
spools, rods, flags,
washers, and end caps!
and if undetected mental health issues keep people
from bouncing upon rubber-walls
build a windmill! using the hands in life of the body god
gave me!    and i refuse to eat after psycho-surgery
tak!  tak!  talk with me i’m so lucid i cut flowers
with the edge of the burning sun
burning — tinker toys!
aah!  away!  got a Living
Will and do not resuscitate: everywhere i smell semen
and crushing ovum eggs upon the sidewalk of life!
Ovum-oh-hum-ho-mum
yellow chicks are cute
as flesh-babies just born
Baby breath burn me!
:: 08-05-2015 ::

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August 2, 2015

WHO IS A WAS IN ALL NEVER-NESS

By EPRobles

\\\
if (and many have said this)
i should sleep with Death
i think i may sleep peacefully
if Death were a lover held
tightly as life when her hand
held me in love//i think love
is death too, it keeps me
close and never confuses
the laughter i had once
;it was that shadow behind
my throat. Death is
a sure date and unlike life
\i remember the raining days\
to eat each drop of wet smiles
–but death is not human
nor memories: it is space
and silent crickets.
my mind explodes in deep silence!
Thorax i mean/it’s insects
(i have something more to say
–burning light burning night
eats my words)

— // —

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August 2, 2015

OH SHIT I THINK LIFE SMELLS LIKE SKIN

By EPRobles
OH SHIT I THINK LIFE SMELLS LIKE SKIN
oh life come   voices  to voice
oh lip to lip i smell citrus skin
oh well oh well hello
if i’m entertainment a lifetime of wisdom
it’s so me so assured i am a word with
little voiceMouth girl so dangerous i’m a
criminal in containment a dirty word hello
a sprite of air and blood; blessed is what
moves on and on and hello hello, i’m so well!
well! yea!  it’s been ‘hello’  a while so
hell on hell no i’m a weak girl yea yeah yea
you know:  acting stupid gave you a cold bed
YEAH!  yeah.  i saw you when i drove by
the highway (until hello i know hello) and you
looked dead //i forget while i taste
a smile of another well, well, never mind
oh hell oh well dammit i’m swell
i feel so stupid
feel so angelic
hello hell o’ hell
and i love my dreams
eating your soul
yeah–thighs spread
and there i found the sun
in a beautiful flesh of
my oh my oh my yeah
oh  yeah oh yeah oh yeah
oh  yeah oh yeah i love you!
a libido of fresh flowers
so hard to find that men
die trying and women oh
women try — birth, menstrual
pain and we hate each other
the feeling feelings feeling
feelings feel how we live
 — it’s a short block to the next
stop so drop a coin in the slot
oh shit i think life smells like skin
like me

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August 2, 2015

I FEEL THE SCREAM OF LABORATORY MONKEY

By EPRobles

come on-board and bring
your tears
all aboard dear weeping
hearts and what friends
say goodbyes so short
a list i know i know
i feel the burn
i feel the turn
i feel your pain
ooh –>
and today is so blue
i allowed the skies
to touch my heart
a loud pain
and so away i go
until the end
i know hello
i know hello
i know hell no
when the lights
turn off i dream
where i am now
like a bug upon
a screen and temptation
entertains the soul
until the end
until the monkey screams
in a laboratory of science
i’m still human i think
until the prick of the
needle inside my heart
infuses a lifetime of
sensation so here we are
i feel so stupid i’m
that contagious
i say goodbye so list
me on your shortlist
of burning turning pain

:: 08-01-2015 ::

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August 1, 2015

WHAT (i) HAVE i BECOME

By EPRobles

i saw me coming out of living life
where i am the tallest small no thing
and if what i have become IS thinking
changing and changing living, my lies
tear a hole inside what i could never
kill but i’ve tried and the clock tics -me
off- in all its talking about precious time
within a flickering stream and how i
choose to remember everything
||i remember every thing that begins with “a”
and through “z” and many other
symbols of expressive thought
my sweetest memory of fire:
till angry said it was pleased
and i turn around in the end
and see it all; flash bulb
of all that happened and
being alone in this stain of time
i return to being a sheep
in hay and every POUNDING MOMENT
of relentless time says ‘i must
move further from this and must
go.’

:: 08-01-2015 ::

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August 1, 2015

BEAUTY OF THE BUTTERFLY

By EPRobles

the sun brang tilted-tinted singing
where i chased a precocious winking
flitter-colorBURSTING butterfly(my mouth
is full o’ butteredcup ofYellow(and a bee
or two too!)) and today roared in youth

next door was in horror as i chased
with tinyFoot the bug with large wings
//she screamed and clawed the walls of
shame as brutes deflowered the queen
who once ruled me//

the tiny brook is where it landed
upon a boastful rock where eddies
and tendril-like swirling water
surrounds her castled heart

and the horror away always away
where mother was raped and i
chose to chase the butterfly today
horror beneath a sun is brighter
than anything.

:: 08-01-2015 ::

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August 1, 2015

did_BURSTING THINGS

By EPRobles

I kissed did_Bursting things
where the sleepyHeart (in myself)
 burned away the fever
of faithless-EyEs
of Individual\BeautyForms

Ephemeral_things-Bursting did,
a paranormalCog-noThing piece
a steam Punk Victor-IAN
fashion Brass-Leather beating!
Beating souls in my flowerPot
of Things and only pepper-Like
dust remains…

:: ~~~ ::

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August 1, 2015

SO DARK AND DEAD

By EPRobles

so dark and dead
so dark and dead
so dark and dead

hate me for me
hate me rate me
rape me again

like me lick me
tell me again
i’m your friend

save me save me
save me once again
like i’m your friend

oh here we go again
i’m not like anyone
you loved before
yea, i’m the only one
yea i’m the only one
with wormS eyes
writhe amor(‘Through through
our hearts hugely squirm
roots)us
ly;through
so love me but hate me
kiss my head again
like a sex pope with
vaginally respected hope
so dark and dead ~
and the stars melt across
all words ever written
the sun a yoke in the center
of humanity’s joke!

:: 07-31-2015 ::

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July 31, 2015

IF I PRETEND I’M DEAD

By EPRobles

IF i pretend i don’t care
yeah
if i pretend i’m dead
yeah
i don’t have to go out
on the town tonight
come on come on come on
i’m on my period and i’m
bleeding from my eyes
so leave me alone to die
if i pretend i don’t care
what’s going down
and the man who stalks me
i pretend i am dying
so dead i’m so white
you could dance with a
mannequin and you’ll
see i’m so dead
so i pretend i’m so cold
so dead so mannequin
maybe a freak could take me
but i’m so dead i don’t care
just let me bleed away
in all my pain

:: 07-30-2015 ::

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July 31, 2015

A VAMPIRE IN THE TWENTY-THIRD CENTURY

By EPRobles

i am the undead buried for centuries
last time was the 1990s i roamed the world
so the clock strikes three hundred years
and the undead in me returns to the world
from a crypt in New Orleans — i saved me;
crawled out and into a new world
where no human exists and even blood
is nonexistent. All shinny cyborgs
and non-emotional entities rule.
my eyes see the evil microscopic
living things born by hands long gone
: human no more and i find i am
THE LAST SEMBALANCE OF HUMANITY!

:: 07-30-2015 ::

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