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Death is a lesson we can’t deny.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , on March 2, 2016 by JenJuice

Today, today I couldn’t reach the out of myself.
Crashed through the bed I found myself dead in.
Fiending the crave of drive.
What else is there?
This isn’t enough for me…I need more
I can’t make believe
That I pull my life out of my sickening fool.

Today, today I didn’t breathe through my darkness
But, the fight won’t go away
Not that far from me

Believe in the realm we can’t find and the sole survivor
Bleeding to death
Falling the passion of this heart
And not controlling any of it.
Just keep on swimming, I see.
I don’t know if the drowning will elude my smile
Grief has become a part of the life that is the lesson
We can’t run from.

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Year of the Removal.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , on February 4, 2016 by JenJuice

It’s the beginning of the end…
The war path is severe with heavy
No one is getting out of this one….
It’s going to take the some strength
Some perseverance
Some holy energy
Some finding the hijackers of the mind
And killing them. After having a cup of tea.
Be aware of the daunting lines in between the space
You find
Awareness and the place
So eerie you don’t want to see (or feel)

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Battle wounds….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , on November 23, 2015 by JenJuice

Nothing worse than falling for the same smoke and mirrors that continuously inhabit your space….the endurance of the worst beckons my calling.
What to have and what not to hold. I find it a daunting rhetoric of solution.
Fucking want to murder my emotions with a jackknife and feed
It to the spirits that gag me with them.

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Slipping down my throat…..

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , on October 13, 2015 by JenJuice

Like honey slipping down your throat
Shedding the mind matter of you cutting
Through my core….

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What’s it Like…..to Die.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , , , on September 22, 2015 by JenJuice

animeSo, what is grief like? What is that profound state of not understanding..
What’s it like to be fully aware and fully present in love with the one soulmate that
Took my breath and breathed it back into me…
And what is it like when he walks in front of a car that hits and murders him
And leaves him solemnly alone on the side of the road to die….what’s it like
You ask.
What’s it like to find life again after finding the truest form of love….die.
What’s it like to watch all your other friends and life move on…they go on having babies, getting married, being happy and having the run of the mill..this is what it’s supposed to be like life.
What’s it like to be not in this much profound pain.
What’s it like to feel again?
What’s it like to love again?
What’s it like to love and die at the same time.
What’s that like. Tell me.

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Come here…..

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , on September 3, 2015 by JenJuice

The mirror of a flail.
I feel my nipples ripple
Through my blouse
And wishing your hands
Were in place of the whistle
From the ceiling fan
sword girlGrazing the baby kisses on my
Neck…
The beauty next to nothing
An auto-biography under her
Ring…a
Something that
What the fuck does she do with this?

Stand still – be there when I look
At you…sweat
Suckle like a baby needing
A piece of the pie
Needles lost in a stack
And…I ain’t going back.

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If I come…here.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , on August 4, 2015 by JenJuice

Trembling the inherent negotiation whispering the few
Words that center your silhouette
Crumbling from a dial tone that no longer exist
To define the equanimity of the balance.
Which is to what is.
If I come here..will you find the way?
It’s as if you are just the perception of
My mind’s eye
…but then again, I woke up.

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Stemming Birth….to Death.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , on July 19, 2015 by JenJuice

Giving birth to death
One felony at a time.
Breeching the dotted line
I thought I had to walk along
Like the movie I told myself
When you knew me….

Clenching to each note she whispers
To the birth of song in movement.
I find an ounce of reason to keep
Moving…through this life….
The long and daunting road.

I shallow backwards to see
Even the darker side
Of me….and how
This time is awkwardly the light.

The days…I found you.
I found me.

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Openness like….stillness.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , on August 29, 2014 by JenJuice

The betterment of the recall…sincerely losing the reflection and honoring
The now.
What is that finds me in the middle of newness and the battle of acceptance
The hardest part is to find out that I really am worthy of love and happiness…

Openness is like the stillness of water…the movement of rock…
The channeling your foreverness in the moment you forgot.

The daringness in letting go is powerful.

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Love in the moment(s)….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on July 26, 2014 by JenJuice

My love, my memories, my me, my you…my everything…
where are you?
I have lost my use for words
and finding my room to stay….

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