Archive for Sickness

Torched sentiment.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on September 12, 2011 by JenJuice

melting in my pot turned gray
living it up how I like
without the banishment and the crazy ass sickness
I get from you
If I were you – I would walk off a plank to be a better man.
So afraid of your moments of despair and torched sympathy.
I gotta say “get the fuck away from me”..I can only be so empathetic
to your punching me in the face
again and again
and your belligerent please (and thank yous).
It’s a little too late for you
but I still got plenty of time…to be me.
Without you.

You can’t fix….Stoopid.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , on May 12, 2011 by JenJuice

You can’t fix stoopid…My anti-autobiography related
To the non-relation to the family
And where did I come from? Cuz, the last time
I saw the torrid affair between the monitor
And the past I’ve been resurrected from…
Shown nothing like the doll complacent
Like I show….except, only if I really really like you.-
Then there is the abrasive abandonment of characteristics
and a pretty smile to jack up the disinterment of the lollipop
in my mouth..that somehow turns them on like you wouldn’t believe..
and I don’t..believe.
in much..just the way of the road I see..and don’t.
Cuz mothers and fathers don’t really hail an existence of hope
– just a feux dial and a mocked adventure
When I crouch down and hold the phone
I lock up around my neck and choke…
And deep breath for the miles and miles
Of heretics…that soak
The moments and the non-logic and the sacred senses
And somehow, I always find a way out….