Wednesday, April 18, 2018





I like your words, the way they stroke,
the linguistic rush that you evoke.
[you feel me, touch me
kiss me, fuck me]

Slip your noun into my genes,
verb me like I’ve never seen,
paragraph my earthly woes,
take me, verbose, before you go.

~j~

Monday, April 16, 2018


he left, 
before we were through
he left, 
always running back to you

he'll say 'no'
he'll tell you, it was ' I ' ,
who wanted to go

but he was gone, 
right when you came back in that door
It happened quick,  ...and then again, 
even  l o n g  before

it doesn't matter, because his heart, 
you'll always hold
I,
 was just something fun, 
then,
 so easy to dispose
It was great while it lasted, 
as long as it was pure love that I showed
but call him out on the obvious,
 his actions,
 his direction, 
well
let's just say he's not one who likes
 'his truths
being exposed 
and the minute his family confirmed them to me, 
and no longer could he 'play'
*w h a m*
his heart slammed completely 
*C L O S E D*

so he's all yours, 
free and clear.
me?, 
oh, I'll be nowhere near
oh that?, 
no, he was just being nice
trying to undo his 
'wrong',
those were false words, fake tears,
 he was just simply 'playing along'
trying to make a girl feel better 
about being the idiot who held on 
for so damn long.

trust me,
 his heart doesn't need anyone but you
so, just hold onto him, 
he's dedicated to seeing things through
you need to realize your his one true love, 
tried and true
so be good to him,
 because he's really worth giving 
everything to

Me?
I'm nobody. 
and in time you'll see,
I was just a girl who fell enchanted 
one night under some trees 
who then helped stitch up his heart, 
with  the sappy words of love I spoke
but your the girl who truly owns it, 
that same heart, that you broke

it's mended now, 
all healed and pulsing strong
and back in your hands, 
where it has always belonged

your welcome,
it's only come at my expense

oh, no worries,
next time I fall enchanted, 
I hope to have some 
fucking 
common 
sense.

.j.


Wednesday, April 11, 2018

I’m feeling
a little
film noir tonight.
Full of
moral
ambiguity
and
sexual
motivation.

You bring
the popcorn.

I’ll bring
the temptation.

~j~

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

this girl, 
is a
 Lion

hear her 
'R o A R'

your excuses,
well,
she's not buying
nope
not anymore

she's enough

[fuck enough
..she's actually more!]

she's the kind of girl,
boys wait their whole life for

so your 
'second choice',
she doesn't want that title anymore

and your,
  'maybe choosing her'
well,
she's fucking giving up 
on
 even 
trying 
to keeping score.


.j.







Sunday, April 8, 2018



So?,..

how low is rock bottom?

how far does it go?

will there be company?

or do I go it alone?

And I'm finding it hard to discern, 
Will this be a quick return?

Not that I'm wanting to stay.
Here, I mean..
Because, I'm clearly aware,
I'm headed that way.

The way to rock bottom,
but I've heard good things.
They say, 
It's only once you've arrived,
new things can finally begin. 

And,
 I'm in need of that.
'New things',
 that is.
Because, this heart needs release.

Release from
 his.

.j.

Tuesday, April 3, 2018