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Phantom of a Notion….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , on June 28, 2011 by JenJuice

Wine windows my bureaucracy of tales
How she goes
And oh, how once It was
And never well
Looted by the night
Thoughts escaping
To find serenity
Writing juggles my senses
Like the man that beckons
The little people in the muddy chair
At the stop sign
Under 5th and 2nd
Yo-yoing his wording
Like the manifestation
Of the sold sacrament
Sweeping through
The memories and the steps and so on….
Ticking the tock
As a semblance of
The addiction and the rock
But… I’m no martyr to time
Not even when you just gotta know
When the time and date you will die….
Sincere apologies straddle my ability
To feel okay with the
Phantom of notion
And the no embrace
Even when you can’t hide
Behind this pinching flesh-feeling

How about start breathing
And we’ll find the answer.

Sifting through….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on September 25, 2009 by JenJuice

ListeningtoMusicFilled with the moment of annoyances
And all around single-celled bodies
That I just want to scream through
Like a little daunting bark
That never seems to bite
In a tolerable pattern of shit

And a dollar for everyone
That cares…

Rambling in my ear
The voices of one, two or
More of nothingness that
Some thrive on
And what embodies
Importance makes me cringe
When I look out…

Translate for me…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on May 25, 2009 by JenJuice

straightjacketif I ever come again
to the moon
and the lit sky lights
where do I go from here
walking a straight line
not seen or heard
through a variance
of attractive
that only perpetuate
a clean wall
of thought
but how does it translate