The Jilted Generation

5.18.2012

5.13.2012

(grown up)

Masochism in Maturity

Realizing the rest of
What No One Can Teach you now
Fleeting seconds slip by into sighs and sudden
boredom
Previous fantasies eclipse the wisdom from exploration

No one knows how to act
or what to say when
words land on either side of lines drawn in the sand:
Overspoken or Underheard
They fall like Skee-Balls
selectively bounding from halo to heavenly host until finally settling
and choosing the Swiss cheese escape into blackness.

Hungry like little birds but incapable of mastication
the filth is dropped in, previously regurgitated knowing that concentrated content can't satisfy.

4.24.2012

1.11.2012

Forests // Farmland

deepfreeze freefall

snow climb magnified in globular caskets

while order prevails amid the

swirling

shifting lost little chaos.

an hour into the divided

forests and farmland, stealing frozen frivolities and

anxiously awaiting the thaw.

a paralyzed panic is pressing against the breaks

slowing what was constant contact into a

slovenly stall.

12.05.2011

Open // Book

She sat contemplating her future--the molten sky fading into the serene blue marine layer, the marching on of the tides and times and she was satisfied. Satisfied in a new chapter, in a new life, in the finish of the sunset and the dawn of a new day. A sudden newness had settled around her, a cushion of thrilling ease was setting the tone for a new journey, one which would not be undertook alone. A child-like wonder drew all fear from any plausible snag- a surge of adventure forging any feebleness to furrow into the velvet hills and lie in peace. Yes-- she had met her match, to which there was no doubt, and suddenly it became the time for the rest of her life to begin.