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  Apr 2014 Jae S
circus clown
i want to hold your
l                          
                            a          g      
                                                     u        h
(inside)
my stomach so that the
warmth
would stop me
from clenching my jaw
because i know that if
~ light ~
were a person,
i'd have already met him.

you smile like you've
swallowed the sun.
never have i felt, never have, have i, felt, have, i.
Jae S Apr 2014
****** darling
You pretty much own this helpless heart
Knock on wood
Because every time I plan to despairingly sit
I end up fallaciously understood
Desire one and get two
Because my personal algebraic anomaly
Leads me
Then leaves me
All but a clue of what to do
Which lane to travel in
Nor which direction to go
But why not follow nature’s advices
The basic instincts, intuitions
Institutions and devices
Of this heart
But, this is just I
Feeling completely unplugged
I’m simply praying my anatomy will prevent the falling part
Of falling in love
Jae S Apr 2014
Her heart doth behold
Stories unknown
Answers untold
When the lions roar
The test is clear
Yet she cowers away
Afraid of even fear
Emotions grow and grow
Then the reins fall loose
Spiraling to form her proverbial noose
Hear the news
Hear the news
No?
A breath
A release
A struggle
A silence
poetry rhyme
Jae S Apr 2014
It’s tightening
Why do we say it’s our heart
That ****’s a lie
It’s the chest I know best
Idiocracy in my democracy
Because the demons get a vote
Why can’t an angels angels measure up to its halo
They simply say “no”
Pesos a day old
So they are worth zero
So he, the hero
That brings the dollar back
Stacks on stacks
Racks on racks on racks
But these are just facts
And still the heart hurts
Just ******* you
It’s a chest ache
As I write and you read
Heading my warning while
The stew is still stirring
I wait on the top of this hill
To see if “us” swallows the pill
It’s just **** or be killed
Chill
freeverse prose poetry sad love heartbreak
Jae S Apr 2014
The darkness slithers along the inner surface of my veins
I can see it
Like a crackle of lightning from the heavens to the dirt below
It spreads
It treads
On the the fleshy road it goes
Soon this unwelcome essence
Will reach my unwanted home
And I
Will sit idly by
And witness

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