how do we measure the depths of our souls
                                                                       without knowing first,
                                                                                                          the  deepness

                                    of the boundlessness    of time

      and second, without having received
at all?

the most extraordinary phenomenon is the connection,
  unworldly magnetism,
untouchable, unseeable passion between
  two   strangers

i wanted to be satisfied in ways no
body could satisfy me
    i needed the wind and the sun to
flow within me
i needed mountains and insects and
the earth beneath my feet
         i wanted to move
          with the clouds.
I needed to be tangled within the roots of every tree
and to find myself grow tall enough to touch
the edges of
    our inner space,
only then might i fall with all of the drops of rain and
     penetrate the earth to
evaporate my
   self
again

fear
is
the
equivalent of
death
and life is
never merciful

What is more beautiful
than the silence of
dawn?
And at what other hour
were we given
the world
to ourselves?

what has ever been
                             so  good
to make
you split in

                ha  lf
at the grooves
        of your design,

making
  crooked
  the

measureless
   architecture

of your
           framework


                                           - j.lauren

approach

the bare-
skinned

   flames
               like  a meddlesome, open-
           mouthed,

       potential
love.

                                 - j.lauren

does genuine

passion

      have a place

amongst our

   artificial
existences
(⸮)
            and does it

no longer

      have  a

  place in our  minds, beneath the skin, or

amongst our
                     underd/eveloped

biological

double-stranded

                    structures
(⸮)

brace yourself for the new day as

it twists
you around and

  breaks
your
   bones.



Life can nearly **** a man

  but

so far we’ve survived.




                             - j. lauren

it’s
   not always
easy
  keeping love
for
   company
when
misery

   has
    always
   held on
best

approach

the flames like  a meddlesome, open-
mouthed,

        potential
love.

Un-fast rhythms and
low-lit lights,
every-
body
comes to e s c a p e
their low-
          lit
          lives.
Men  
who
have
seen
life
    ­  Fifty
    or
seventy times over

And me,
                  I
sit
  amongst the
men
who have seen life
50
or
Seventy times over.

When two different
states
               of
                       reality
collidewiththeinitialstateofreality
creating some sort of
strange i m a g i n a t i o n
imitations|snoitatimi
and, of course,
more infatuations with what isn't than
what is.