Jake Shaw's Blog, page 59
July 22, 2017
Teeth of Olympia
Stand down
To the teeth
Of Olympia
Lay down
Like you’re becking
It’s call
Wind down
Feel the wind
On your face
You ain’t never
Felt a force
Like this
Come on now
And walk along
Its hilly tastebuds
Spectating its visage
Take pictures
Of its cavities
Admire its plaque
And bleeding gums
Gaze out
At the teeth
Of Olympia
Watch now
As its jaw
Clamps down
Fixed as its
Broken mountains
Eat the sun
You ain’t never
Felt a force
Like this
Filed under: May Era (III)
July 21, 2017
Ibila
Sneaking out
Driving out
What we have
We can’t live without
Thrill
Mystery
Exploration
Murmuration
Making memories
Kissing you
After a long drag
Of your cigarette
Flavored nostalgia
I could feel
Smoke rushing
Between lips
Like a
Chemical cloud
Between us
A wonderful
Rough kiss
With lethal
Potential
Corrupting my skin
Collapsing my lungs
Staining my mouth
And venting through teeth
Lips so hot
Our sweat starts to steam
In the day, in the place
That shouldn’t be
And never was
And never was
Raini...
July 20, 2017
Failure – Journal 7/20/17
I have been a failure more times than I can count, and more times than anyone else could call me names. I’ve started up so many projects that just fell to the side because something else got in the way. Gabriel Morton once said it’s like a bee in your bonnet, you get another bee and you just tear off on it again. That’s creativity.
I was once going to build a carbon fiber violin while I was a junior in high school. Got pretty far in until my engineering friend graduated. Then I was left with...
Aftermath
Brushing my teeth
In the shower
Tasting the cigarette smoke
That we shared in our mouths
Again
Knowing your scent is
Slipping away with soap
Getting coffee to come off
Yesterday’s bender
Induced by you
In a city far off
Of hills and trees
That excel at obscuring
It could have all been
Just another dream
Filed under: May Era (III)
July 19, 2017
Washington Summer
5 am
Memorial day
Waking up
With my bedroom window
Open
A dark sky of no clouds
As the sun sets in
To sock up
And shine down
Such a chill
A goosebump giving
Feeling of living
Among singing
Jays
Crows
And other songbirds
Red cedars
Pine trees
And an air
Of carefree
I love
This place
Filed under: May Era (III)
July 18, 2017
July 17, 2017
Things I Can’t Say
I’m so into you
You have no idea
Already addicted
Fallen fast
So dangerous
Impact
I love…
What you do
To me
I’m in the
Palm of your hand
Keep me
Or crush me
Filed under: May Era (III)
Bring a Brand – Journal 7/17/17
I’m listening to “Thursday in the Danger Room” by Run the Jewels, this Monday morning. A lot of words are resonating with recent events and I’m finally having time to figure out what I’m thinking these days. Maybe this housesitting thing this weekend isn’t so bad after all. Just jarring.
True to form, I was able to make a poem out of Friday night, a follow-up to what I’m told is a legendary Virgo Olympus. Which itself already has a follow-up in Abstergo Invictus. This new one, Inferno In Stil...
July 16, 2017
Underground Properly
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Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/5.6; 1/40; ISO-400; 18mm
Captured in Downtown Olympia at the Reef, Friday the 14th in July of 2017.
Filed under: Images
