-

she
didnt really Go  -  with
pieces of the Puzzle;
didnt really Come  -  with
Confidence.  but
this is what i Know:
no one owns a Mona Lisa...

...shes a piece a Gold.


.

nothing was as Beautiful --
as
You when you would stand aKimbo..

..boasting Insults  --  talking ****.

hips were Posing  --  so obTuse.

-






some'll talk of subtle Thirst --

per the words of burning Hunger..

..others talk of utter Yearn.
its
irking Curse'll burst a Bubble.




some'll talk with humble Class --
of
static Tones n phony Numbers..

..others talk of punctured Glass --

casting Stones n throwing Punches.




some'll talk of hunching Backs,

shattered Bones n broken Rudders..

..others talk of ones who Crash:
the
tattered Boats n smoking Rubble.




some'll talk of subtle Worth --

per the words of hurting Others..

..others talk of under Earth --
in
third deGree  --  beneath the World.



_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _




some'll talk of subtle Thirst --

per the words of burning Hunger..

..others talk of Wonderland --

magic Herbs n purple Colors.






.

this is where i lay my Head,
let my Brain remain aSleep,
dream of Rays n razor's Edge,
fetch a Blade n slay the Sheep,,

seep the Sheers n near the Ledge,
shed the Tears n steer the Ship,
shifting Gears n piercing Threats:
threading Needles  --  wielding Stitches.

'wasnt exactly what i had in Mind...
...ooooh well  --  lol

-






pale........Bourbon,
burnt........Kettles,
yellow........­Bricks,
tin........Goblets,,


onyx........Bars,
dark........Shad­ows,
shady........Greed,
green........Motives,,,


golden........­Gates,
gray........Castles,
black........Lions,
white........Scar­ecrows,,


rose........Petals,
metal........Toilets,
orange......­..Food,
blue........Jumpsuits.


.

is it Weird
that
i find Icebergs...
...scarier than Sharks?

- Jack

-






sometimes i wonder if i Learn anything -

sitting in the back of class with etchings n Sketchbooks,

looking through dimensions of a delicate World,

burning through the canvas with mechanical Pencils,,






.

-


beFore, i was Starving,
sorry that i hadn't Eaten...
...then i had an Apple
from the
Poetry in eden's Garden.


.

...to
eliminate the World,

burn entire Villages -

till it all disintegrates.

howd you get those Scars!!?

oh........wait..
..NOW i remember.

-






you and i would dance in Circles,

holding knives in One hand..

..lashing at eachothers Throat,
n
holding thee Other.




.

REALLY?..

-






i
hear you speak in foolish Pride - when
pried apart from all your Fears.  but
Here you wreak of putrid Lies  -  n
smile Scars of all your Tears.




i
hear you speak in foolish Pride - when
pried apart from all your Fears.


.

that was so Funny
that
i forgot NOT to laugh.

-

the
rain thats hitting my Skylight...
...sounds like popping Popcorn.

.

ohhhh -- meDusa,
you
Need Not reMind me
what
lies behind those Eyes..

..i have Seen it.


-  Gargoyle

-






You  --  and I  --  held eachothers Hand,
standing under Bridges  --  wishing they would Fall.
but
all that ever Happened was a tragic death of trending Fashion:
passion  --  deScending  --  the Setting  --  coLapses.

lasting little Memories would never be an Ending that we'd
ever dream of Having  --  "after all weve Been through"...



(you would call me Clyde  --  i would call you Bonnie,
you would call me Jack  --  i would call you Sally,
you would call me Trash  --  i would call you Garbage,
you would call me Back  --  i would call you Beautiful.)



...you and i are Enemies  --  empty headed Hatters.
shattered glass of Everything  --  everything that Matters.
madder than the dreaded Queen that seeks the head of Alice:
Malice  --  Malice  --  Malice  --  Ecstacy.


-  Jesse n ­Ashlee


.

funny how you never needed
Help when it was me n You...
but
now that im Gone,
all you do is Call.

-

i
wish i Knew..
how to Make..
wishes come True.

.

-






'went to a Store -- looking for Morals;
sorting through Books -- looking at Stories.
the
more i would Look -- the more i was Lost;
lost in a Book -- a book without a Cause...
i
bought it off the Devil -- read it in Awe...
...all of its Flaws -- costed a Sum.






.

on
days like today id wake up Early,

leave my house around six oClock,
n
jog along an open Road;

roaming where the Wild things are:.




an
arching Path of narrow Trees,

teeming with Bones -- n flowing Marrow, -

..rowing boats with open Sail,

sailing the Coast -- of crows n Sparrows..




- rows of Golden -- golden Sand, -

..standing in the glass ive Broken..

- kinder Gardens -- carved in Tinsel,

sullen Ghouls in foolish Garments,,



a
misting Muse of musical Grace -

..racing through the moving Swings..

- singing me Through -- a ruthless Maze.

..gazing at its Beautiful -- beautiful Wings.

-






this is just a Slum  --  this is just a Slum.
this is just a Dungeon full of monkeys n Crumbs...
they
rummage through the Trash  --  smashing yer Drum,,
strumming their guiTars  --  barring you in Cages.




this is a Furnace  --  this is a Furnace.
this is just a furnace full of ashes n Fern...
...first its yer Flesh  --  then its yer Nerve;;
burning to thee End  --  ending in an Urn.




this is a Prison  --  "this is just a Cell."
this is just a Shelter of a skeletons deMentia...
..."ever met the people with a needle in the Retina?"
never ever Ever  --  never even Seen em...

..."credit to the Devil  --  dwelling in Hell."




this is a Palace  --  "this is a Palace."
this is just a palace where the people give yer Words back...
..."acting as a Friend"  --  infecting yer Palate,,
slashing yer Tongue  --  "tugging yer Blanket"...

...thanks to yer Mouth  --  now i never Sleep.
yer
"speaking to the Wall  --  crawling with Shadows."






.

-






sometimes i Wonder...
if
black........People,
eat
Animal crackers...




...Right?!!






.

-







passion is All,
all youll ever Have in life...
...why would you spend half the time
deCiding on the things you bought?..

..after all youve Lost.




passion is Blind,
high from all the things youve Seen...
...speaking of Eyes?
i can spy the tallest Bluff.











but
passion is Coy,
coiled like a royal Snake...
...take it as a Ploy:
the
poison of a pointed Spear...

...fear the king of Cobras.




passion is Deadly;
reMember all the things you learn...
...burn it in yer ******* Head
n
get it in Check.












passion is Evrything,
evrything you Need in life...
...why would you buy Any thing
that
sells at such expensive Prices?




passion is Free;
free the Mind n body Follows...
...talking is Cheap,
here in sleepy Hollow.

...how low can you Go?












passion is Green;
read between the lines of Red.
the
devil is Hiding...
...hiding in the Text.



my
passion is Hatred,
hatred of the word of Love...
...nothing is Sacred,
nothing but the taste of Blood...

...luscious is my Name.


-  Tom Marvolo Riddle







.


© Copyright Jesse James Adams


-

-







to
day i found a Letter;
turned it to a set of Books...
...look in side the Covers
at the
verses of a cursive Message:



sigils of a Slumber;
burnt in side a den of Soot,,,
...footed under Beds,
headed with a Testament.







.

deep between Jupiter
and the
moon's........Crescent,
thee
essence of Universe,
is
looming in Peace.

somebody Tell me why my seven eLeven,
has
never been Open........twenty four Seven.

-







could it be the Rats,  '
that
scurry through thee Attic...  ''
...tracking up the muddy Floors
of
porcelain Dolls?  '''


''  Hollow......only full of
omens n Bats...
'  ...stabbing through their Bone,
opening their Follicles.




'''  colder than a frozen Vat
that
shatters after Burning...
...turning to a blade of Grass
that
gathers into Stone.


only one of ****** Thorn
that
tore from a Rose...
...throw it at a pane of Glass
and
happens Nothing.

-  Hatter




.

-






so many people would like to beLieve
that
leaving the Past by passing it By
is
buying them Time........why do you Lead
a
bleeding........Path of........living........a
Lie?








cause
"im........Logical."­



........Reelly?..






-

-







if
He speaks in a way
that
I can understand,
then
i can speak the Language
that
Jesus would wave.







-

good
Night........world;
how i wish i had the Time,
to
Lie with you, world;
worry Not the time will Reach,
when
we can be toGether,
ever More with more to Give,
and
Live in the world........forEver.

-







what does it Mean
when yer
dog barks at Socks??






-

-






i am a Lamb of laminate Wool.
"i am Wolf........following Sheep."
i am a Piece of needle n Mesh.
"i am a Shepherd........i am a Shepherd."


i am a Herd of hurdling Cattle.
"i am a Cat........catch me if you Can."
"i am a Canopy:.......peak of a Cradle."
"i am creAtor........i am creAtor."








"i am eTernal........terminal Youth."
"i am a Fountain........dousing a Flame."
"i am poSeidon:.......brother of Zeus."
"i am seLene:.......goddess of Night."


"i am a Sun:.......son of a Sky."
"i am a Sky:.......high as it Gets."
i am a Guest........questing on Earth.
"i am an Earth:.......mother of Nature."








"i am a Church:.......chirping of Grace."
i am a Maze........singing of Loss.
"i am a Cause........talking of Faith."
i am a Fading,,,,,,,,fatal emBrace.


"i am aBrasive........i am aBrasive."
i am eRasing,,,,,,,,pacing n Pacing.
i am a Prey:.......praying fer Safety.
"i am a Savior........i am a Savior."








"i am yer Thoughts:.......haunting yer Mind."
          i am a Mime:.......silently Taut.  (not Taught)
  "i am a Teacher........preaching deVision."
        "i am diVide"........i am diVided.


"i am diVine":.......dying with God.
"i am a God:.......father of Life."
"i am aLive":.......living in Dreams.
i am aSleep:.......cousin of Death.








"i am the Devil:.......maLevolent."


-  Voices



.

-

just another paper
that
panders to the lowest
common deNominator.

-

is there a Light
at thee
end of a Tunnel?
n
how can i Trust ,
that
i wont be Blinded?

the
point of which a Roller coaster
reaches its Peak;
leaving not a place to Go..
..but Down.



a
downward Spiral.


-

-
'just been informed of what a theSaurus is:
apparently not a Dinosaur...  
(jk:)

-


sometime i Feel...
...rilly ilLiterate.








other times i feel like im the spawn of an Owl;
possessing all the natural embodiments of Human,
  consuming all the knowledge of the Novels that ive read,
dressing in the fabrics of a fabricated Lifestyle.


i


stand be fore the World....Head  Facing  Backward;
wording all my Letters n addressing all my "Feeling",
fearing all my Sightings n reciting all its Message:
effortlessly Miming all the Gestures that ive learned.








p.s.

when
speaking of People...


-

-
dancing on my Shoulder,
pulling on my Hair,
wearing me Thin,,,
...Killing me.

write me all the Lyrics
of your
dearest of Diaries;

read me all the Fine print,
in its enTirety;

teach me all the Secrets
of your
creases n Piercings;

sing me all the Sirens
in your
silencing Spirit.






"It's...."






written in Clarity,
teeming with Ivory,

reaching for the Sky
as if it
wishes of Hiding,,

(demons keep the Pieces
as you
sleep up on a Terrace.

risky risky Business...  
:living in a Nightmare.)




"Merry..  Merry..  
life is but a Dream."

Merely..  Merely..  
mine is like a Puzzle.

"supple........Minded"  
mine is like a Beam.

,,"hiding from a Light."  
:lying in the Rubble.




"*******.. *******!!"  
*******.

-






'funny how Some people find it so Necessary
to Alienate someone for a lack of inDulgence,
passion and inVolvement in a fraudulent Lifestyle..

..i would rather pass my Time in padded aSylums.






-

-
Just Kidding...
...'really would want you to
look all Cross-eyed n ****.

sometimes i Wonder:
why you try so hard to be
a
beautiful Being.


being alReady,,
sometimes i think beautiful
should
try to be a You.


.

.


these are things that make me Sad:..








imagining how sad that Powder must be...
...after Labor day.


imagining how sad rabecca Black must be...
...on Wednesday.


imagining how sad quasiModo would be...
...in Gattaca.


imagining how sad rosie oDonnel would be...
...in Ethiopia.


imagining how sad benjamin Button woulda been..
...in Neverland.


imagining how sad sleeping Beauty would be...
...finally waking Up........n seeing meDusa.










imagining how scared free ***** must be...
...of sunshine aQuarium.


imagining how scared jimmy Neutron would be...
...in sleepy Hollow.


imagining how scared that Pingping musta been...
...of Sultan.


imagining how scared that Avatars woulda been...
...of ******.


imagining how scared that Petrified wood would be...
...of paul Bunyan. (Dumb xD)


imagining how scared
six jodie Fosters would be
in a Panic room with seven Hannibals.










imaging how bad trig Palin would be...
...at Trigonometry.  (too Much..)


imagining how bad epiLeptic children are...
...at Laser tag.


imagining how bad steven Hawking would be...
...at Roller derby.


imagining how bad that Rainman woulda been...
...at Rain dancing.


imaginging how bad helen Keller woulda been...
...at Karaoke.


imagining how bad desiree Jennings musta been...
...at Hopscotch.










imaginging how effortlessly,
robin willams was Acting...
...in will Hunting.


too Soon?...
...Oh........Sorry.


"Thats okay...
...its not your Fault."


Thanks babe.


.

-






Any Body Care?


any body Daring Enough
to
Fake it?


any body Gracious enough
to
Hide their Insults?


any body Kind enough
to
**** their Laughter?


any body Mindful enough
to
Notice an Open mind?


any body Polite enough
to
Quietly Respect
the
Sentimental Truth behind
the
Universal Versatile
styles of Writing
of
Existential Youth?




"Zzzzzzzz"








Keep Sleeping, world.








Were the ones that burn your Book,
cook your Meals n wield your Word,
turn your Tables up side Down,
crown your Halos right side Up.


Were the ones that up your Way,
wake you Up n pull you Down,
down your Blood n **** you Dry,
dye your Hairs n ware you Thin.


Were the ones you think you Killed,
Still the ones with willful Thought:
All the ones that cross a Line,
Im the one that signs its Bill.


Were the ones that build you Up,
cut you Down n shout out Timber!








Were the ones that tip the Drill,
tilt the Ships n chip the Chucks,
hunt the Mills n spill the Guts,
cut the Hairs n bare the Gift.


Were the ones that give you Lift,
lift your Covers,  tuck you In,
ink your Spines n sing your Ticket,
tick your Time n tie you Up:


Were the ones that punch your Clock,
block the Sun n run in Flocks,
lock your Wings n sling the Rocks,
Drop your wings n swing you High.


Were the ones that hide in Packs,
axing........Axing........stacking........Lumber.





the­
"people you are After
are the
people you dePend on."

-  Tyler Durden


.


© Copyright Jesse James Adams


.

cant we all just live n Let,
let live All n all forGet,
get a Long n long to Give,
give our Selves n help the Rest,


rest in Peace n piece toGether,
gather Hands n hand it On,
honest........Be:.......be our Best,  the
best we Can........cant we All?






cant we all just pay it Forward,
for the Sake of sacred Bond,
bond........Band........bandage Cuts,
cut the Ties of tyrant Forces,


form a Chain of changing Tide,
try the Curve of turning Tables,
able?.......Learn........learn with Pride.
pry the Bars........bar the Shackles.

all of these Books
have
cluttered my Backpack..

..leaving no Room
for
diaries n Drawing pads.




still i have my Pencil.

you
"Argue and you Bicker and you Fight;
Atheists and Catholics,
Jews and Hindus argue day n Night;
over What they think is...True.
but
no one enterTains the thought that:
maybe God does not believe in You."


-  Bo  Burnham

.






(cant Sweep):




now i gotta Brush,
fluffing up the Pillow,
oh i mean the Quill!
still i dream of Colors
but i
love the way the Willow,
over grows my Shadow
as im
dozing in the Shade,
dazing in the Comfort
of a
bunker under Window sills
n
silhouettes of Widows.