Archive for Temporary Lapses

Immortal transitioning….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on September 16, 2011 by JenJuice

being distant comes at a disadvantage of enormous suffering I never realized till now
shallow(ed) in a pavilion of lug weights of self-entitled lesser than(s) and immaculate traits
found the pangs of trying to hold on to
what was never meant to be in the first (or last) place
juggled a myriad of trials
and found the only true way
was truth in a way I never could admit
nor found a way to portray
till now…to tell…

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Space between me….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on April 5, 2011 by JenJuice

The space between spaces
Where I find my self laying
Looking down in between my breast
Cushioning the blow of nevertheless –
Retort of the blow
Followed by the smug reactions
I only see when I’m faced down from a fall
Caught myself lower than expected
But nevertheless still part of the body
I was placed in
Some may say that’s irrelevant to the cause
I still say, I’m bequesting that moment…

Memoirs of the into….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on March 25, 2011 by JenJuice

Crying ever so delicately
As I sing this song
Bewildered by the truth
Is all I know
A smeary smile
And a cracked throat
Singing my lips,
Swaying my hips
Into the glorious
And into the not so glory
Of the way I look into you
And remember
The submission – I gave it all
To you
And the weary waters
I tread ahead
With a mile of memoirs of you
Stapled to my weary head
Nevermind the thoughts
Dream away this day
Just like the way we came
Into this weary place…

Dealing….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on March 15, 2010 by JenJuice

I’m not going to pretend to be okay with being
The second best – like a mistress of nothingness
And haven’t the pardon to allure my senses
To such a flaw in you
The trouble is the plans are in progression
With the a, b and c notes.
And I’m not the damsel in distress
Even if you want me and must be
that
I have nothing to offer
But a truthful loss and
The ware my body takes
When I
Bat my eyes
When I can’t look at you
The way I want to
Cause’ I’ve earned
my right to be
here nor there
and I haven’t the time
to feel right now
just have the time
to know what I deserve
and what I know
I can’t deal with
And then again
Maybe it is all just a rhetorical
Thought like the way
All of it is just a
Part of the process…

thoughts travel….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , on November 15, 2009 by JenJuice

more than not a rupture of closed moments

only found more addressed than thought

but thinking that goes through ways I don’t

have to remember so much…

Rot…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on October 12, 2009 by JenJuice

The parade of pangs and rot-judgment

Let loose of me….

Cradled in darkness and only

The thoughts to reach out

And challenge me…

One day gone

And a dozen more to go…

Sifting through….

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on September 25, 2009 by JenJuice

ListeningtoMusicFilled with the moment of annoyances
And all around single-celled bodies
That I just want to scream through
Like a little daunting bark
That never seems to bite
In a tolerable pattern of shit

And a dollar for everyone
That cares…

Rambling in my ear
The voices of one, two or
More of nothingness that
Some thrive on
And what embodies
Importance makes me cringe
When I look out…