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 Oct 2014 Jae Elle
Zoe
I can give you balloons
filled with exhaled
oxygen.
They look pretty
in pictures
but they don't
float.
 Oct 2014 Jae Elle
Zoe
Postcard #484
 Oct 2014 Jae Elle
Zoe
I have forgotten
how to kiss,
but might revisit
making love
to the switchblade
in my purse.
 Oct 2014 Jae Elle
Mark Ball
I am no more than what you
Make of me, but
No less than how you
Define me.

You could be the first point of contact,
****** upon my hand-crafted pedestal,
But you are self-interested and
An impartial judge to this acquaintance.
 Apr 2013 Jae Elle
JL
Untitled
 Apr 2013 Jae Elle
JL
The whole poetry thing is horse crap
I've read better words on receipt backs
Prescription Pill Bottles
Labels Billboards Words
Spilling out in a constant horde
Fire Please light it all on fire
I'll watch your words pour black smoke
A burning tire
Some people wake up
To automatic gunfire
Primate, your environment constantly spins
Living in holes smoking crack with your
"Friends"
Tuned out I step from a third story window
Leaving two daughters and a pill head widow
Tired of seeing my pack torn apart from within
Alcohol sleeping pills its fun to pretend
Just trying to be alive! But
My poetry comes out so cheap and contrived
 Apr 2013 Jae Elle
JL
Hello
Masturbator
Don't touch
My
Refrigerator
Don't Hate
Past
Expiration
Date
I will
Eat it
And
Then
I will
Smother
You
Pillowcase
Eraser
Shaving
I cut
Her into
Pieces
And Put
Her in the
Fridge
What
A *****
Let's
Get
Hitched
And
Share
Our
Refrigerator
Magnets
 Mar 2013 Jae Elle
JL
Apple taste
Placed atop
Your head--
Shotgun
Klu
Klux
Klank

Bang
00 Buck
Shattering
Thine
Crystalline
*****-
Optera
Forever
Encased
Behind Glass
Locked and keyed
Plead
Plead
Please
Let me out
To
Use my wings
I'll allow myself
This
Dream
Only for a
While of
Rubbing
Antennae
(With"you")
Caked
In Pollen
(All the other children used
To laugh at my unobtrusive
Thorax)
I forgot
The taste
Of Breeze
Please
Free me from
This prison
Cell
Inside
Your
Nucleus
Warm and inviting
I think
I could learn
To lov-
To lo-
No, I understand
You don't use the L-word
In this
Kingdom
Phylum
Class
Order
Family Genus
Species
You
Use much more subtle
Habitual
Mating Rituals
Practiced by
Boys
And Girls
Alone
Once
Their government
Handbooks are issued
Ashamed and
Full of doubt
They seek out
The silence
Offered on
Forgotten
Moons
Where they can
Meditate to
The infinite hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm­mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm of the universe
You can hear it
Now
If you listen close
Enough
*Almost
A

Whispering
Deep inside (me?)


I
Think




I  could...


love you
worker bees can leave
even drones can fly away
the queen is their slave

-Little Haiku Poems I E-mail people at work
 Mar 2013 Jae Elle
JL
Let It Ride
 Mar 2013 Jae Elle
JL
She let me put my **** in
Leading me inside with her
Shaking ashen fingertips
Embedding her ember eyes like
Molten buckshot beneath the skin
Her fake moans
See-through writhing hips
Begging for it

Until like midnight strikes
Fingertips behind my eye lids
Timid her lips pressed
Wet and ripe
Against me
Red lips archaic and distant
I have rent the curtain
That led to the holiest of holies
Now it is only a matter of time
Before she forgets my name
Before she let's his name slip through her lips
And I bash the mirror with my fist again
Imagining it is her
Frail rib cage beneath
My gashed oozing knuckles
Three fingers in
A warm tongue slides against my brain
She ***** the weak ones like me
Breaking us in
Making the next goodbye easier
Her television dramatics
Slamming doors and suitcases
Raise a fuss from the neighbors With itchy ears
Pressed against the walls
Furiously they ******* to the
Sound of her fists thudding weakly against my chest
Tears dripping from my cheeks or hers
You *****
They hang on our words
Like scarecrows in an autumn wind
 Feb 2013 Jae Elle
JL
Georgia
 Feb 2013 Jae Elle
JL
Oh muse, how you have begun
My heart to beating in this warm night air
The resin of your bow drips upon my soul
Salvation in the darkness of your eyes
The deepness of your red lips
And your lipstick on the cigarette filter
As you talk in patterns
Music to my ears
You steer the conversations
Sailing on dark waters of my heart
Long forgotten
In my search to find
I have lost all want to search
And but live in your gravity
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