Archive for Mind riot

White nothingness…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on October 12, 2009 by JenJuice

Beginning to counter-culture the white walls

That only find me when I’m not looking

Oh, how I miss….

The ground –

When did it all seem to find me

Amazing graces

All the way to the spit that trickles

Down my leg

When I forget to swallow

And the fangs

Seen only when I look at the others

But why do I want to cuz

There is no miss and how I can’t figure

Out this fire door that I’m jumping through…

Unnessessary…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on October 12, 2009 by JenJuice

When the trouble comes down

It’s the bottom, me and my whiskey can

I can’t seem to abbreviate my emotions

This early on a Monday

Only one thing can condone such mind clutter

And the overcompensation for approvals

Unwarranted and unneeded –  but me, my bottom

And the unnecessary …

Cradled…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on August 16, 2009 by JenJuice

past-present-future

how many times can one be so cradled

by the luggage of your mind

in a world of victims and green lit sunsets –

that all have a past and something  used

to fault our own securities

but I’m not the angry girl

that can cradle her life away

in a world that defines living by a prison of  the minds.

I’m just not going to attach to that bandwagon

of penises and useless agendas

and the heart-shattered manholes that somehow

I’ve climbed out of

and watch through the awakening of my eye

and wonder where do I go from here…