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Epidemia….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , on May 4, 2010 by JenJuice

I feel an epidemic in the way the movements render
Polished faux pas traitors establishing
The moral fix of the way to word
The immortal tricksters in this
Black and whitish world
As the generalization is founded
Glorified visions of mars uncovers
and..the tales of civilizations

Soldiers of dumfounded ammunition
Fire breaks through the center
Buckled down and trialed with their own
Critical movements
And powerfully the one that arises
Is the one that is radiant
Of not allowing that misery
And the defiance…

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Worthless…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on April 26, 2010 by JenJuice

Never felt that such things would make me

Question my worth

In the paramount lectures

Of thought

Comes to fruition that

Only light feels the way I hear

And I want to reach out, but I find

Once again..it’s only me

And the strength within

It is such the reality of the lesser thans

That get and hold me hard

I can’t sleep

I can’t eat

And I am remembering

All the lack I can’t begin to be

Not now

Not ever

Just holding on to the

Extremes that life takes us

Even if it means

Remembering who we are

And where we are at…

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Inconclusiveness…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on April 9, 2010 by JenJuice

sadness provokes the senses – tainting

mutilated…in house…sacked in.

haven’t thought it…pounced..lucked

sea of woven patriots…inconclusive.

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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….

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Dealing….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on March 15, 2010 by JenJuice

I’m not going to pretend to be okay with being
The second best – like a mistress of nothingness
And haven’t the pardon to allure my senses
To such a flaw in you
The trouble is the plans are in progression
With the a, b and c notes.
And I’m not the damsel in distress
Even if you want me and must be
that
I have nothing to offer
But a truthful loss and
The ware my body takes
When I
Bat my eyes
When I can’t look at you
The way I want to
Cause’ I’ve earned
my right to be
here nor there
and I haven’t the time
to feel right now
just have the time
to know what I deserve
and what I know
I can’t deal with
And then again
Maybe it is all just a rhetorical
Thought like the way
All of it is just a
Part of the process…

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A recession of embracement…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on March 10, 2010 by JenJuice

Running from your lesson
Sheltering your recession
To the shared moments
And your embracement
I shared too much with how
I’m suppose to feel
And you have my number
and the glass plated deal-
When I get too clean with results
And the bottom always falls out
When the unspokeness filters through
The one by ones
and the little caresses
of the anarchy of words
and my lack of embraces
sees my one tune and my
one silky laced reaction
the word that mirrors my aloneness
and the weekend bliss
of alteredness and the
letters I never even meant to send (or see)….

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Obliterated Interest…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on March 10, 2010 by JenJuice

If I had a space in time for the way
The thinkers and rhyme
To obliterate the moments
I can’t tolerate the every single
Dotted line And my memories challenge
The way I see and how I don’t
And the ways I have to tolerate
Even though I haven’t
A single-celled interest In it all…

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Whisper….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , on March 2, 2010 by JenJuice

Whispering through the cracks in the faces
Of a dream – it seems
The lollipop drips on the motives
That slide down my leg
When I daydream
Through a whisper of stars
Circling as I sweet talk
A masterminded(ful ) thought
Into the stage and the regards
Of his name
And mine – only retire
When the bottom drops out…
Or when the band stops singing
To determine the ways how to and not to be
And sometimes it’s not just you and not them
It just is
Is – to be
And you – to see
Is you and always will be
And I am and the will be
Cause’ you know
You always got me…

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Seeing you…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on January 28, 2010 by JenJuice

You came to me like the night
Reflects you – your eyes
Like lullabies that sing
The way

I see you
The inside blowing through

Me like

You do

Moving like

Honey on my

Shoulder-
you shower sweet
songs to me

Sweetened my caress to your

Face

near me

Silhouettes of your breath

speak

To the

whispers

In me
as you come through
Your beauty

moves me

Like the way
You
See
Me
See
You….

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Home….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on January 20, 2010 by JenJuice

I can hear his voice on days like this

like the whisper and the anti-christ

at home

coming through a fine silk resemblance

of myself

inherits my tone and the bottomingless

culture we find when we belong

home grown

and there is nothing

ever known

to that tale

and its home

again

and the meaningless

alone

finding the wrinkle in the tune

to be my knew one…

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