Glass breaks. Rocks splatter. The one burning matter.
My life. Like Water.
Fuck it down. fuck it up
Make her holler.
Show her what you have – to offer.
The destination is me.
Up to date.
And satisfied 10 times over.
Where does the time go? I shout at my watch.
And, I remembered I don’t own one.
If I had a jewel of existence to model you after.
You would be there when I need you.
Better when I want you.
And solid many times over.
Simple letters of the stained martyr.
I reveal. My voice..…my fingertips.
The shards.
I swallow.
Jen Juice 