JacobWrites

Gypsy, storytelling fool. Poet.

[jakeisstrange]

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I DID IT ❤️✨

[jakeisstrange]

https://my-store-10938951.creator-spring.com/listing/ruins?_ga=2.61219438.330484901.1648817405-869249012.1648817405

I DID IT ❤️✨

[jakeisstrange]

BE PREPARED — COMING APRIL 2022

[allofthesevoices]

I hate that I let you kill me.

Oh, omnipotent lover, slash my throat. Leave me gulping and gasping, branded by your disregard. Show me where my faults lie, and plunge each knife deeper. Carve out my putrid nature. Recoil at the grotesque sound as I cry out in pain. How selfish am I to ask  for your hand while I bleed? How much energy must you expend to cry? I weep for the effort you’ve spent  mapping my fears out in blood.

[jakeisstrange]

walk to me

like i summoned you

faggot lips twisting

like an ankle:

you saw meat

you were hungry

no need to explain.

this cool pool

water pulses like

a bleeding finger—

tips your sonar

wizardry & you

appear arrogant and flaccid.

[jakeisstrange]

Sorry I’ve been gone so long… I promise that I’ve been doing some writing since I took a little hiatus from Tumblr.

[jakeisstrange]

ORAL // RUINS

[jakeisstrange]

ON TRYING TO LAUGH WITH COLLAPSED LUNGS // RUINS

[jakeisstrange]

Thin blooded thing smirking over a hot meal:

death knoll to the deaf, a river monster

shedding my spring skin so fast—I make the lake I live by look like you could walk on the

Wallpaper of my skin across its murky water.

Salvation begins and ends with an open mouth.

— excerpt from a new poem entitled “WILD”

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[jakeisstrange]

Caffeine

Dark roast, sickle...

Stick me: once to teach forgiveness

& another to block the noise.

[jakeisstrange]

Nothing good enough to say

Not, at least, of this city

Not of this body, nor any:

I’ve lost faith in the physical

I’ll probably lose my touch next:

I share hands with what I cannot see,

So it makes no sense to keep

Disappointing myself.



[maya-doolali]

hatchery

i might unhinge if i dreamed with fewer ribs, might

the elbows if molted more than twice. peel apart

ribbons to bare nuded gills in swellings in eggs i

might have them strung about, shaded

lilac around myself dewy eyes. poking and

prodding to hide the shave of the

weather will be smeared stretchy with chin-

will the yolk pool before it dries.

- Maya Doolali

[jakeisstrange]

I’ve cost myself so much

Pulling lifeblood from the dark:

From the unseen, from the stiff

& the unwatered.

[drearydaffodil]

But then, sometimes, the

Best part of waking up is

Going back to sleep

[jakeisstrange]

3 PM & the sky is still a

White-tickled blue: my yard is flooded:

She was having a relief-cry.

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A revisitation of an old poem