Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston: Favorites

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

David Walker

Boredom kills
cheap thrills.
Nothing to do,
no one to *****.
No drugs
No *****
No smokes
No fun
Think I will sit
for a bit.
Think as I scratch and twitch.
Neurotic fears
****** fantasies
Sociopathic comments
Psychopathic actions
I don't care anymore.
The fuse has been lit
and there is no water for miles.
Bang bang *******
bang bang boom.
Amongst the rubble a bitter poem
A poet in trouble that shouldn't have been left alone.
Burnt
Charred
Dead.
Smells like...
Agony
Fear
Dumbness
Numbness
Aggression
Depression
Hate.
Hate.
Hate.
Hate.

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

Angelic glow.

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

David Walker

Angelic glow.

Do you like it here?
Are you as warm as you appear?
Living on a cloud
going softly not loud
into the abyss
molded by a fluid
of unintelligible life
in a glowing retina
of a super sentient being
in space.

I love your
clean glow
from which
the warmth
transcends
unto me.

Smack me so I can feel
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

I Keep Hearing Whispers

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

Carl Joseph Roberts

I Keep Hearing Whispers

I Keep Hearing Whispers

I Keep hearing whispers
Voices inside my head
Telling me to forget you
And to forget those words I said

I promised you forever
And we even took that vow
We would live our lives together
No other's would be allowed

I meant those words I said back then
To have and to hold every night
But those whispers that I hear inside
They tell me to give up this fight

The whispers just get stronger
As you are no longer by my side
I cannot block the whispers
If your not willing to even try

I keep hearing whispers

Carl Joseph Roberts

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

Ecstatic pissings.

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

David Walker

Ecstatic pissings.

Blow a load.
I would like it loose.
I don't care when or why.
I just need it.
Seven hundred ten just ahead.
Smoking would be nice.
I want to wreck everything you have.
I am like a parasite.
I ****
I ****
I ****
I ****.

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

Drift

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

Anna

Drift

Smoke drifts
In the way words used to roll off of our lazy lips
And cloud the room
Until the only thing visible to me was you.
Now,
The room is only full of
Wisps of memory
And an emptyness that only I can see.

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

Sick

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

David Walker

Sick

Anger at the world
For nothing but the people
With my lip curled
As they **** upon their steeple

I watch mildly amused
As you **** and lie and hurt
******* everything you've abused

If I would die
I would watch my friends lie

About the amazing intelligence
and beautiful voice.

"Oh, he was a good man, I'm gonna miss him."

Good man?
Sick man more like it.
Sick of the ******* masses and their ejaculatory comments.

Watch it blow.
I am I am I am
What the hell have I?
Here I come.

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

Latin root- meaning 'pain from an old wound'

Jul 2013 Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston

Anna

Latin root- meaning 'pain from an old wound'

I think a lot
About the word 'nostalgia'
As my body becomes a sore
And my mind-
Well, it gets a little more than lost
Within the
Shadow of
Old
Wounds.