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Jae Elle Feb 2012
just bad days turning
into worse here
just cold metal sinking
into bone
we are what we speak
& he's a *******
monster
& I am petty
moody
indifference
fluttering in and out
of concern
for our
verbally battered mentality

we had a lovely dinner
last night

asiago and roasted garlic tortellini
a glass of merlot

it won't matter if you say you
don't mean it next time
I'll already be





*gone
Jae Elle Feb 2012
people "liked"
that I burnt my lunch





facebook is confusing
Jae Elle Feb 2012
she was the
cold
cold
queen of the
warm
wild west

sunset hair in
heavy waves
acted as its own personal
masquerade ball
shading the town from her
sincere
countenance

oh, but she could drink even
the sturdiest men
under the table
though even
the sturdiest men
would rather have her
on top of them

rumor had it that she
kissed a boy
by the name of Billy Dorchester
with a pistol
in place of her saint-like
lips

you'd think with the way
she dances on those
tables
high above all the
greedy
& amorous folk
you could catch a glimpse
of the gun at her
thigh
but I ain't seen it once

I think all these
****** people
know how to do around here
is lie

she could burn this place
to the ground
& not do any harm

we all just got some
sort of fever

for the evil ones
Jae Elle Feb 2012
clumsy fingers
sliding across piano keys

I haven't touched this
thing in nearly two years

so I spent all evenin'
teaching myself a sad song

frustrated with my
clumsy fingers

but relieved at my inability
to think of much else

for my thoughts need not be wanderin'
any place else but my songs

& I'll play them as loud as I can
for those who can't hear it
Jae Elle Feb 2012
to me
the most attractive
quality one can possibly
possess
is a brilliant
witty
sincere
& even mildly
childish
sense of humor


the Sad Keanu meme will
never not be hilarious
Jae Elle Feb 2012
someday she'll teach herself
how to get past
all this
*******
sentimentalism
she inherited from her
mother

until then its
            
want  

want      
          
want

& can't have

when you go for so long
giving
& never getting back
only to find that
recently
the receiver has
some kind of heart
for repayment
but you don't know
where it lies
& you'll never ask for
the dreadful, dreadful
fear of the
consequence

well, then you start to go
a little bit

crazy

& the things that no one
should ever know
start to shimmy
out of the
carefully manufactured
woodwork
we call self-preservation

its a lonely
lonely

                                            lonely­ night

in the prairie
so come sing a song with me
Jae Elle Feb 2012
a warm summer night
breathed a tangled youth
along her skin
& an old familiar ache
that could never be
eviscerated

a few acoustic lines
cleverly crafted as they sat
side by side
on the old store shelves
the silence in between
chords
amplified the desire
& all that to this day has been left
unsaid

he stopped playing
a sudden thought swept him over
she becomes tense
the wait begins
what can he say that I will
forever replay in my
troubled mind?


he leans in
a deep breath

"you smell lovely."




a frequently uttered phrase
that should have no meaning
but she'll carry it with her
until she's withered
& wasted
along with all those messy
perfume bottles


play it again
please
rainy days do awful things to my disposition.
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