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jordan-sterling
jordan-sterling
I'm a creative type, and I love to dabble in a bit of everything. Here is some poetry that I've written over the years.
When you can't look strangers in the eye because lies they've sold you keep you high and paranoid that we're all just the monsters that we try to hide. They set the bait but you won't bite you've long had your jaw stitched tight terrified you'd open it and say something less than polite.
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Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 7:08 PM UTC
Timid Date
an insistence; an automatic pouring. a stream through a vessel. I am so drawn to my own waterfall I will throw myself off that edge to taste its bittersweetness.
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Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 7:04 PM UTC
Waterfall
Each heavy breath falling in and out of time with the hollow stroking of the clock ticking endlessly into the dark distant unknown. Your limbs carelessly strewn amongst the ever­building clutter provides a careful serenity; A calm that dangles precariously, waiting to fall into the surrounding chaos. Tense and untouched, my eyes will keep you safe.
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 3:19 PM UTC
twotwentyfive
top-o-themarnintoyee bowts&bo; wts&bow; ts&bowt; s&bowts; -dot. th’orizon like- (c S C o A n f T T e E t R R t E i) D. -o’er te blew th’salty err shmellshlike. home.
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 3:08 PM UTC
Salt Air
My heavy eyelids flutter and the yellow light reveals the furrow in your brow. You frown at me But I don't know what to say. I try and dip my oar into the glassy water. my subconscious shatters. and I warn you to watch out for the pieces.
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 3:06 PM UTC
Shatter
through a bruised eye there’s little to see but the scratches on my arms and the rows of teeth in your jagged grin. i can’t move from one side of the room to the other without your needle. you nurse me back to health in your ****** arms and tear me down again, stitch me up like a doll and drag me home. what can I say? i guess I'm a sucker for all that romantic crap.
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 3:05 PM UTC
Romantic Crap
Reefs forming in the grain chewed up by these hungry years. Her heels crushing; little petals into a brown bough, Speckled like a tumbled shell, From the handprints of many generations. - - - - - - - - - - - Glossy lacquer, smeared on dark lips in steady paintbrush strokes Cold moulded clean-cut strips clacking unerringly as her heels skip across the artificial wood.
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC
Remodel
as I try to find myself- in between these shots- you jam your key into my temple. Although I Helplessly Squirm you are relentless.
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 2:59 PM UTC
Relentless
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 2:58 PM UTC
Countdown
It rained all year here In this little nowhere Where we gorged ourselves On instant gratification you called me lovely And I called you a liar Because my soul was too bitter And you could not get inside I could say that I’m sorry But you’d call me hypocrite Calling a bluff that In apathy lay
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 2:55 PM UTC
A Long Year