Monday, July 20, 2015

mellow

I feel you,
ghost shoulders and willow ribs
spine like a gliding sail
guiding an ignorant core.
Your thoughts move like a webwrapped hornet twisting in the breeze
angry and graceful,
Anything but eternal.
I feel you,
musty cotton and grimy skin
scars from your first time at the rodeo
half-lights glowing off the rainy pavement
Proud how we are not made to last.
I feel you,
poison colors in spilled gasoline
sweet antifreeze, happy headaches
oxytocin withdrawal, magic eye memories splattered across the back of my retina
I feel you,
unexpected sharpness like something diamond-finished
I feel you like the end of a scream,
hoarse, adrenaline-high
woozy, powerful
Unwavering and so self-conscious
This is joke-confidence
Buried in the only handful of soil there is in this city.

How to Write

Be timeless but not dull. Find a reference point, a place of connection between your voice and the blank page  (or a screen maybe, sure) and a stranger's eyes and tickle it, twist it, paint it, take it for all it's worth. Grieve the metaphor, celebrate the rhythm, use the alliteration in your flirting. Build a context for yourself and destroy it again and appreciate how there is always a nothing to appreciate. . Consider how even the dances that honor death are about being alive, leave a trail of breadcrumbs that bring you back to laughter, compose something you pray will outlive you. I am tears and letter, characters, a symbol on a typewriter key and a word that has ten different meanings like a sign. Be the arrow that points toward you but never the thing you're pointing at, because fluidity is necessary for being, otherwise you simply were.

Monday, July 13, 2015

Jaydenbot III

I finally got to help myself.
gotta be traditionally considered rude to the equality committee who would vote on such an internet meme at events.
I finally got one way or less intimate if yanno wat im sayin.
I'm better essaist than poet?
Late Buses & Leaky Water Bottles, a book
there’s a glitch you’re all
my friends with my life
I finally made of eyes.
Watching it only draws their money.
i did NOT engage in it
No I appreciate your Art blog with a typewriter, no real reason and the fact that
This is how we get
random questions that
search Saul Alinsky on a breeze. My ears Veined stone, loud and then decided i’d be partners, lovers, friends
After you find out the phonics and cake and being misgendered
how you don’t even
As someone who has to have to hear her name for most definitely interested in going to again.
when the stars but I somehow don’t feel better