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Jules of Nature
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Not today Justin
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Stage
My hands appeared minuscule beneath ambient-orange as my grip tightened in constrained breath,
My loss of now became nefarious and secluded as something cautious reverberated in chords,
Energized, although anxious, I lost my head of proverbial pretensions and let loose in gnarled gnaw as Waits would,
Palpitations dissipated like dilated eclipse and the enclosure ceased to exist,
Muffled joy found reminiscence in wrangling the ring of an audience.
Here and Now
Here and now lies the human experience.
Dread death while we watch the quiver of her lips, cold with unknown cancer, as her swift conceals the solid,
Sordid cracks silver the creatine between the cuticles,
Basically bedridden, although minimum wage maintains the madness,
What lies in youth carries forth unknown temporal tension fraught with grief and desire-unturned,
Cupped in an ounce while the pint bounds forward,
Stuck in unconscious breath.
Stagnant Automation
Stagnant moments of uncertain discomfort plague the micro hiatus’ of telecommunication,
Feeble to the lure of fictitious sociopathic online presence, our anxieties adhere to the subjective lack of heroic narrative,
Plagued by the virtual climax,
We expect convention,
Traditional constructs ultimately deceive,
Leaving lust as barren as porn.
The Villain
Cavernous infection spreads indifferently across honey-combed epidermis,
Socially aware of impending scrutiny; the porous pedestal prowls,
Roofie-red; repressing comments of veneer as the root of the injustice lies in gendered expectation,
Why not pave pores with stage if it makes one unblemished,
Why not supply confidence in bifocal bottles of blame-the-blemish,
Hereditary hormones should never encompass a resume, yet, we remain in sluggish progression due to structured societal monuments upon which self-confidence crumbles.
Fuck Triassic Transport (Caffein Tensions 3)
Although self propelled transport echoes pretension to some,
Atmospheric harmony relies on progressive burial practices,
When an individual, poised in tech-transmission, careens crassly past in preserved carbon emission, my skeletal quivers morph to quake as fight and flight demand repercussions,
I want to remove my helmed-anxiety; indent the windshield with environmental vigour,
Tear the conductor from comfort and drown the breath in triassic oils.
4 am (Caffein Tensions 2)
The dawn severed slumber with physical repercussions. I awoke antagonized by the faint remanent of some parasitic fancy; such frenzied chimera, I frequent, moves the animated manner momentarily only to eradicate Xanadu as implausible sublimity.
Caffein Tensions 1
The five AM dawn struggles as forecasted western tendencies becomes divine,
My fingers-skeletal bequeath temperate aches as wage injustice remains unattended,
Passively the proletariate?
Never; mind the manacled mannerisms of confinement to wealth as prole perceives poultry in divinity whereas western worries what superficial varnish to apply as precedent.
Real 3D
Make mine served with double vision,
Shaken in hopes of stirring quantum proximity,
Lunar-locked pupil dilates like real 3D,
2016 makes the shades similar as blue-beasties partake in cyanide with red-ruby,
You are all that remains in subjectivity.
Title
Callous presumptions flow freely through inheritance,
This monetary advantage funds fucking a naive niche,
Western faults shudder as societal struts crumble beneath the inflation of entitlement,
Perpetuated by blanched-cross lineage that corrodes logical convictions; substitute for monetary anxieties,
Illogical tropes traverse through monetary titles,
Every inherited era lacks transience.
Fractal Tempers
Cautiously composed as we crack the shutters and plan exit,
Locusts; because we can’t concentrate without dulling the tension of sub-tangents that target moments of poised repression,
Avoid cracks at the bus stop as we compose our excursion to minute micro-managed encounters; efforts to repress ancient anxieties that lay dormant in constant quantum conversation with external triggers that alter the comprehensible passage of time,
Fluctuating triggers,
Each fractal tempered moment contains a certain villainous bile that erodes confidence and splits-individual.
Prescribe
Patiently equipped with self deprecating moments of unease,
Fruit of the past crass indoctrination of the repressed,
The neoteric Xanax xylophone trembles as pills pop piously because your walk in clinic profited.
Vessel
Barely able to communicate as transient fixations pulsate with vigour,
Crass tension swells in my chest,
Delicately perverse presumptions impregnate such a cautious condition,
No trope,
Stressed-syllable severs, whereas stressed-memory manipulates the most mundane temporal experience to draw upon precedent-discomfort,
Polyamorous precedent prominently resides in the subjective sewer of experience.
Do The Starving Stutter
Do the starving stutter,
I say,
D-d-do the starving stutter,
Grotto got hold of your soul,
Someone approach and you shrivel,
Offered some s-s-smoke-make-you-brittle,
I say,
D-d-do the starving stutter,
Concave caress of silence,
I say,
C-c-concave caress of silence,
Noose-tempered-tones,
Erratically restrain,
Neoteric n-n-nude tremors,
I say,
C-c-concave caress of silence.
Satan Addresses...
Harp! Oh Steven!
Your rhetoric persuades the fallen few,
Yet it is I, Satan, that hath bequeathed this power unto you,
Your masses linger on a bluff that mere swath cannot sway,
Your doctrine grows feeble each time you do not obey,
What malleable mind shall I elect to supplant you?
Perhaps naive Justin as my apprentice here today,
Yet how could I forget how your fallen fell fruit with your reign,
You have, indeed, triumphed in Mass as you Abstain,
The corrupt rot your cabinet, indeed I should be pleased,
Yet your tendrils sag as your proles perceive their pain,
But of course I digress, you remain surely villainous,
Native remains, and you maintain this mysterious,
No! No! I cannot let you go!
For you are my partner and together we are hideous,
Sewage in the Saint, you have no complaints,
If any one complains we reel in constraints!
Oh harper my sweetheart, Satan loves you so,
We shall continue to pillage as they suckle our taints,
Sharper than Steven; an ideal omitted,
His reign absolute; never been pitted,
If polls begin to falter, we shall kneel at our alter,
Slaughter a goat and rig all the ballots,
Reel in fear and dangle our bait,
Sitting on our pedestal as we continuously masturbate.
Ruhe Sanft
Chemical unbalance or misconstrued affections?
Tame this neurotic inconsistency for I am no longer resting gently,
Pacing confined corridors in search of my entangled breast,
Unveiling parallels extending east.
What unseen rhetoric persuades this hopeless endeavour?
No whispers in the westerly,
No gestures, no glamour,
Only subjective entanglement holds this together.
Am I adverse to the effects of reality?
Architecture Park
The city’s brush champs,
Metallic mess and trapped,
Hard to breath it in.
Stone pillars tower above,
Grey cold houses perching-still,
Nothing lives inside.
Dog lifts his hind leg,
Park fines stand watch nearby-still,
Heats holes in white snow.
Spider webbed trees,
Narrow and haunting boughs creak,
Reaching towards light.
Green hooded man sulks,
Leaning in to sheltered stone,
Eyes locked to the ground.
Ruhe Sanft
Stooping low,
Picking my way through hierarchies unknown,
Where there is an entrance, it is surely closed,
Privacy smothers my neurotic quantum emotions,
I see her with me when she is clearly seated,
Echoing across the plains, she embodies everything as mirage,
My vision deteriorates while my focus remains short-sighted,
I have never believed in attachment,
Why does she remain?
Resting gently in mirage.