eyes witness a sharp beauty
hands bleed from wringing
tumble, wrap, secure thy veins
before your tongue gets tied in knots
speak in spite of the twisted among your teeth
perhaps an innocent part within
slows the birth of desire, the forbidden fruit
young but knowing pain, feeling cherry-stem-tied inside

-cj

further along from that friday
early, late, is it just a ruse
craving the past, i was brave then
verbal nerve catalyst (heart beats wild down staircase)
are we the same,  impartial neighbours,  somewhat lovers
walking past each other in silence?

-cj

I solitude II lovers III crowd IV everyone
standing alone, caught in bitter fever of III's halls
I me myself and I tell myself it's only some hours more until he and I become II
IV likes to stare, but I am no compass, the direction I am taking is toward Aurora Borealis and mountains
the II in the III convince I of my clear ****** method
when IV knows I do not experiment
I II III IV who can show me the exit?

-cj

burned into the paths we tread
are these dots, big and black
drag your feet, and they are
connected but your continuous tracks
you never really cared for change
unless you made it happen
the zig zags, the diagonals, the dips and plunges
the robotic transformations
it's all lines and points
a graphic view of these phases
take it back to the origin, trace the way to the present
and pray you don't get lost in the nostalgic vines that encumber you on the way

-cj

rests on your tongue and melts all the while
even your eyes' movements make me feel like a child
sickly sweet, the salt tears I try to quell
mistake this youthful paradise with loveless hell
and i'll keep waiting for you
you know I will
I can't **** these restless bouts within me
nor can you
swallowing squinting hinting at kissing, all alive

-cj

Double red left arrow and the emotion inside is visible
Music deafens the nonexistent but reverbreverbreverb
All in stereo, the truth, how I cope
Tell my mother because I won't

-cj

she's scratching to see blood
an inevitable happenstance
it's framed and hung over her head, over her bed
as she lays in it throbbing and howling

-cj