Archive for Junxtaposing

Strong – Withheld.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on August 30, 2011 by JenJuice

kissing me for the levels and the denials – solid
featuring the distinguished metaphysical boring – solid
left withholding and before and afters – left
to the right of the second doorway featuring my new arm – right(s)

The Ex Hangover….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on April 4, 2011 by JenJuice

One of those days laying in a spell of me and you
Changing sheets after I tore them up
Rot with desire
And a bolted memory of
The distress of it all
And a mirrored-reflection
Of the ways you wore me out
With the fog you’re in and me
And my discretion(s)

With all the sanctions
Of you and the way you cry
When I send every little
Reason why you must
Not die for such a
Unpatriotic cause….

Migrated merry….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on August 19, 2010 by JenJuice

I migrate through the tippi-toed notion
Of the plentiful and the best
Relegation and beligeratted hand stands
Plentiful with embraced hair clips
Bountiful routed with noises
From the past

Singled and lured into
The outcalls of
Rembrandts hands
Tickling my belly
Of thought

Checkered floors
And merry-go-rounds
That was never
That merry –
Even when I smile…

Gimmicks are the poor man’s driveway….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on March 22, 2010 by JenJuice

Retrospect of a gallon of pacifiers

meant for reduction

and a matter of fact(ors)

the low bile cakes of the fruit

of another dollar is the

shout

for the literacy and why

gimmicks are the poor man’s driveway….

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
measures
that only perpetuate
a clean wall
of thought
but how does it translate