'Live and Die', by Jen

'Live and Die'

The title was bore after an Avett Brothers song, for Dillon

‘We’re the same’,

Teetering on edges of lines, I cannot seem to grasp,

And you say again ‘we are the same’.

Conflating words,

Of an honest one,

An elixir of free thought,

And they said it couldn’t be done.

A unique poem, non traditional

Despite the rips in between the se… I can’t escape my bones, I can’t fight the dreams, So I wait but, I can’t manage to speak,

Flying out of the nest, At sixty mph, Four hours—without rest.

under florescents, the cigarette butts are like confe… glittering the sidewalk, with anxiety.

No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.

You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,

Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…

I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.

Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,

You never loved me, Only the taste of my name, As it lingered on your slithering… Falling out, dripping, With poisons of promises,

‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?

The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.

It feels much less like a kick in… but a slap in the face, I would say ‘fuck it’, but it wouldn’t adequately represe… that was lacked in,

I’m not a side dish, I’m not a left—over, you can’t put me away, you can’t save me for later, as with all things,

She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,

I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...