Jake Shaw's Blog, page 68
June 12, 2017
Fighting Fit
Even when I’m miserable
Just pump me full of
Chemicals
And
Rock and roll
And I bet you
I’ll feel better
Filed under: April Era (III)
June 9, 2017
Anthem Order – Journal 6/9/17
As I’m blossoming into and adult and having money at my disposal to do frivolous things with I am quickly learning that life isn’t about having money, it’s about spending it.
What I do I choose to spend my money on these days? Food! I’m going through another god damn growth spurt just as I’m about to turn 20. Isn’t that stupid? Who does that? My jeans nearly don’t fit me again! It’s like I’m 14 once more.
And speaking of being 14 once more, when I was 14 I listened to a lot of deeper EDM stuf...
Blast Rip
This fitbit on my wrist
Was made in China
And I wear it when I sleep
As I listen to vinyl
Records I ripped to my phone
I wake up in the morning
And I check my reddit
My post about poetry: 5 upvotes
Sweet!
I get my coffee and I’m driving
LMFAO on my stereo
On my birthday present
Speaker bought from Costco
All the while I’m wearing
A shirt I’ve had for seven years
Riding high without a fear
With the wind in my trimmed hair
I’m great
Thank god for me
I’m sterling in my
Quality
How the fuck could...
June 8, 2017
Prestige
What is this
Chagrin
As I sit in the wake
Of those who have
Achieved
At a grand table
I have a seat
With them
For a discourse
And a five course
Dinner
Dressed to the nines
In a black tie
Looking around at
“Competition”
Mohagany has never
Been so uncomfortable
Under tall ceilings and
Crystal chandeliers
Don’t know who paid
For this
Don’t know who
Organized it
I’m enjoying the food
But
What have I done
To earn this?
Filed under: April Era (III)
June 7, 2017
Hope
A fringe of dyed emerald
Hair peeks out
From behind your hijab
Shy smile white teeth
Your wrapping a deep ocean blue
With distant glittery suns
Woven in it
Smokey nebulae surround
A grin worth galaxies
Poetry class peer
Advanced Writing workshopper
Award winner
Yet some split ends
Were showing
And I pointed
Them out to you
As I was sat for lunch
And you came to talk
And you appreciated
Me pointing them out
Deep hazel eyes
Powdery makeup
Stopping by
To say “Hi.”
To me
Leaving now
Probably fore...
Selfie Takers
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Filed under: Images
Bedouin
Textured red leather
Notebook
In the palm
Of my hand
Sitting
In the sand
Leather shoes off
To feel the grains
A matching brown-red
Belt loosened
To enjoy the sun
In this glorious desert
Filed under: April Era (III)
June 6, 2017
Metro 2027
Cobalt salt
Probably wasn’t
Your fault
“Fallout” callout
Yeah, we know
Our world’s done for
As far as it shows
Tsar bomba?
MOABs?
Atomic weapons?
Kinetic bombardment?
No
We went
Thermonuclear
Cobalt salt
Not your fault
You didn’t have the button
To take out frustration
Detonate
They didn’t wait
To split atoms
As a deterrent
We’re all gonna die
Crawl up and cry
‘Cause the cobalt salts
Already fly
In the shell of fusion warheads
So complex
Don’t detest
Go as DEFCON has led
To number one
Minute
...
Lethal Dose
I ride high on sunshine
On ultraviolet waves
Ripping atoms apart
Beaming through everything
UV-c uplifted
Atmospheric rays
Waves on the winds
Of the ozone copse
Filed under: April Era (III)
