Jake Shaw's Blog, page 90
January 16, 2017
Biblonde
Biblonde
You’re pretty pretty
I can’t tell you enough
How much water should envy
The contours of your body
And the way your hair looks
Biblonde and damp
After a shower
Meaning seeing naturally
How much I miss that
I do miss you so much
The wonderful feeling
Of having you to touch
I feel like I’ve missed you
For so long
Even while
You’re here
I’m like the water
And envy how
Lovecraftian
You are
You can be beautiful
In any outfit
Trendsetter in
Grey sweaters
Appear anyplace
In my mind
Any time
...
January 15, 2017
Melting in Their Hands
This is a small short story based on Joseph Conrad’s Heart of Darkness. Rather more whimsical of a take on it. Could use some expansion.
Filed under: Essay
Interstate 15 Out of Victorville
Interstate 15 Out Of Victorville
A mirage in the mountains
Some distant horizon
A group of clouds
Made another mountain, tall,
Leaving a hole, the sky,
As a sundown colored lake
At its base
Filed under: December Era (III)
January 14, 2017
Prop Model
Prop Model
Settlements or colonies
Past the mountain ravine
In plains and meadows
Of rolling hills
Like French countryside
Homesteads
And windmills
Scarcely a tree
Or running river
Or life visibly
Walking in the country
Docile
Gliding through the plains
In a behemoth
Of a zeppelin
An airship’s
Droning buzz of propellers
A giant rolling in
The cloudless current skies
From the canyon towns
Perched in the walls
Of the grand ravine
Who’s bars and boardwalks
Were so lively
Props of an airship pass...
January 13, 2017
Hijabi
Hijabi
Energy drinks and cigarettes
Are the things that
Make your body tick
No matter how bitter
Or bad
Or strange
No matter
Malignant
In your veins
We’ve all got our engines
Different chemicals
We get our fuel from
Nicotine and taurine
Monsters and Malboro
Coursing through quite thoroughly
In pipes of arteries
Spreading through
And gripping tight
Like roots of your tree
Filed under: December Era (III)
January 12, 2017
The Bassist
The Bassist
Straight edge
Union Jack scarf
Boots
Army backpack
The long hair
The loud mouth
Abstract assumptions
Filed under: December Era (III)
January 11, 2017
This Machine
This Machine
A shadow follows me
Other-dimensionally
A power fantasy
Trapped in this machine
How it changes me
An insurmounability
Don’t know how long its waited
As the conscious watches
Opportunity waiting
An incorporeal fire
Looking from a cage
Staring at the sky
Never been without control
Never broken free
A showstopper illusion
Only in allusion
An assumed identity
It’s a doom inside of me
It’s all down to the wire
Looking through bloodshot eyes
Don’t know how long its waited
As the ego wa...
January 10, 2017
Chroma Snow Blossom
Chroma Snow Blossom
A snowbound mountain
Painted on a canvas
Of white trees and
Indigo ice
Against
Zodiac pyrites
Deep dream
Chromashifting
Down the slopes
Black rocks
And white snow with
Waves of
Staining color
Rushing down
Mountain
Colorsufing
Like how debasers tailor
Snowflake cells
Distorting them
Metamorphosis
Blossom in this
Snow pollen’s fell
Snowflake’s
Feathery wings
The marring blossom
Colors infecting
In orange and blue
And pink and green
Arms of ice
In symmetry
Deep dream
Chromash...
January 9, 2017
Kakao
Kakao
A pip
A charred taste of baking
Chocolate
Hard
Bitter and crunchy
An unimitatable
Kind of purity
In a bar
Filed under: November Era (III)
