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Tyler Jones Mar 2021
I can still feel your essence from
above and behind
Tears drip into this coffee of mine
Limbs are tied with wires alive
Electric bee stings of fire and ice
King of the rodeo rides rough and disguised
Cigarettes, caffeine, pills, cheap thrills
Same me but flipside
Nursing this fire that’s straining to climb
Blowing till im blue, stayin’ alive
Sphinxes are rolling their disco ball eyes in the sky
And then I spy dragons and skulls with lazer minds behind
Tyler Jones Mar 2021
Heart underwater
Head bobbing above
Sunken treasure
Sunken trunk
Bottom bunk
Top is stuck
Coagulated
Saving blood
Islands, fountains
Arks and floods
Miss your tides
Shared bathtubs
Leaned over the sink
While I’m soaping up
Choking on bubbles
You’re throat is cut
You use tiny tissues
As I hack the foam up
Tyler Jones Mar 2021
Passing cars
Lights flash through the bars
Like paparazzi at the stars
Pedal floor strobe dope
Mettle doors soul soap
Cartoon tragic
Price of magic
Prince and princesses
Crash traumatics
Hyper culture
Catch the fashion
Roses, phantoms
Bed bug rashes
Holy and hazy
Like hearts with glasses
Sometimes time goes so fast
I forget all the questions I had
Sometimes life goes so slow
When I’ve been too high my head starts roll
Nowhere to go
No one to be
No one to blame
But little old me
Love and break ups
Stirred or shook up
Still to this day I forget to look up
At who’s holding my hand
Lighting the way
Making me feel like I’m in the right place
Tyler Jones Mar 2021
Misty skies
Miss your disguise
Feel it now
In the clouds
It’s all around
Crown to the ground
Way too low
Shiver thru the show
Walking the plank
Stepping on the snow
Trying too hard
To go with the flow
I get in my way
Everyday
Afternoons
Feel out of place
Been replaced
Strays follow
Every switch and sway
Where do I go from here?
Futures unclear
Sun’s not near
I can’t seem to reach it
Static repeating
I’m too needy
Only words I know are
Feed me feed me
Like a little baby
Bottle rock back to me
Tyler Jones Mar 2021
Blond bird flew the coop
Confused and abused
Had to find a new use, a new truth
A new page, some new sight to see
Someone else to be and set free
Because his book was read and framed in flames
Always fashionably late
He conquered and became
All the strange
All the strays
And then blew away with the wind one day
With only whispers left in his wake
Tyler Jones Mar 2021
Get in line
What you been working on all this time?
Fractals and spines
Whips tigers lions
Please please gimme gimme back that dream
Lemon lime and orange sweet
I mean im trying
All outta tempo, time
Just slips right between my fingers
Tattoos and tingles
Hang on I think its happening again
Sell out on my soft sins
Begin again
Shells and wishing wells
fingerprints on the window glass
Crowded in the loud
In back seats
All through our teens
Now I know what I’ve seen
All this time
Rushing hushing spelling out all our white lies
Frozen faces
White lines
Keepin’ up with the times
They said
Wake up!
Theyre laughing in our faces
Listen up!
All the dreams
All these pieces
Rearrange and repeat it
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