Jake Shaw's Blog, page 4

Hatred

Hell broke the back
Of the beast I’m fighting
But I can still see
The savage is biting

So if I have to curl a hand
And strike it in a spree
I’ll beat it with my fists
‘Till it’s dead and not dying

Ravenous

Far away from any city
There is but cloth and blood

Under no pretension
But release of such
Orgasmic silence
In being isolated

No rest for the wicked
No comfortable place

Yet so together
The world turns
Without us and
Time flies like

Scavengers
Circling their prey

A domineering call
Over night and day

Radio waves crash unto coast
Forward unto dusk
And burning it all
So drastically away

There is but blood
On the beach

But sand and our feet
But stars we can see

Supernovae all we can hear
Bone c...

Articulated Silences

You can watch
A soul’s will
Evaporate

Ever so quietly

Silence in its
Disappearing life

Nothingness as its
Fibers drift away

Souls like thoughts
Overclocked when
You need no moral
To push forward

Silence in the lives cut
As amorals move through

Articulate silences
In the motion
Of a falling soul’s
Last breath

Nothing ever so
Serious in death

Shamen of the Moon

Playing in ecliptics
Under cover
For my lunar lover
Needs tending to

Not another
Moment should
Pass phase before
We do what we do

How stellar
How hungry
Maybe a mess
But I do it for you

Somewhere there’s a
Cannibalistic craving
That this primal urge
Is star-sated from

What time gated off
Before paths crossed
And worlds aligned
And meteors rained

Carve unto me
Sigils and wards
To protect me
Against evil eyes

Lest I forget
The forces I serve
For you are a witch
And I a warlock

The same strings
...

Uncaged

What can a
Mirrorless cage
Hope to look out to
With a lens to cover
Wide angles
And telephoto distance
Guarded by a hood?

Much.

CQC – Journal 10/18/18

Yo, what’s up guys, it’s your boy Jake here with another Minecraft unboxing video. We’re going to be hoping for some SWEET EXOTIC SKINZ, blessed by papa Notch…

Fuck all that.

Hey guys, it’s me. The person that runs this website. I’m still alive! As if constant output didn’t outwardly display that fact, let me reassure you that stuff is still moving, but it’s all moving in such a weird, opaque way. Whatever. Thanks for sticking around through existential bouts of apathy as well as all the othe...

Statue’s Autumn

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Sony Alpha 6300, Helios 40-2. 10/16/18, 10:59 AM.

Silver Tongued Sic

Opal colors on your neck shimmering so bright
Semiconductor dial for being lethally polite
I’ve seen you feign better than any precedent
Where have the words you’ve plundered been sent?

Charming

Look at you go
After that
Switch
Flips to zero

Manipulating yourself
Ingenuine laughs

Downright charming
I’m sure that’s your aim

Proud of you
You really play the game
And you make me wonder
If you treat me the same

Black eye
Black hands
Battered and
Battering

Taking blows
Still surviving

A silver tongue
Snaking by

7

7 days
7 nights
Some mornings
With the city

Some mornings
Dishonoring
The memory
Of eras past
Like the cars
Passing by while
We drive fast
On four freeways

And the intersections cross

Over mornings we build from
The nights we spent
Laying
Foundations

Old town
Old country
Ships breaking waves
In the ocean deep
Like things buried

Until we go and
Cash those rainchecks
Rituals keeping skies clear
Of looming miasmatic fear

Okay to be vulnerable
Blameless and horrible

Dredging those waters
And purg...