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Mother’s day poem

verdant bloom
weeping, i
could choke back tears
until they’re dry

palm on cheek
embracing, i
missed you so much
but that’s alright

JD Jurado © all rights reserved 2021

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One Last Matchstick

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blank slate
clean slate
let’s start over

how many times 
have we been down this road now?

it feels like forever
and no time at all
where did those years go 
if you say they weren’t lost?

my photographic memories 
are polaroids 
fade

if you knew 
what i’d give
to rekindle our flame 

for even one ember
is all it takes
to reignite what we lost

i’ll burn for you
because you told me to
way back when 
all else was pointless
you gave me pause
to contemplate my purpose 

and i would burn
burn
so feverishly bright
that every night would be consumed
by wildfire 
we contrived

assume all else burns fitfully
or sublimes
would our pasts be requited?

when you realize nothing ever lasts
will you have decided?

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Never Be Forever

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speak in codes
because i’m a mode of existence
and i insist
you resist
the urge to be written

i digress
and detest
every ache of every page
i filled books
and mistook
your happy endings
as mistakes

but mistakes
are not forevers

here’s the truth:
i’m better

and i’ll never apologize
because i’ve been kicking
and alive
and you’ve been killing so much time
like time deserved to die
and how many times have i
used that refrain
and how many times
has it read the same
and how many times
have you been there
reading over my shoulders
waiting for me
to spell your name

and you’ll get no satisfaction
not from me
not now
and not ever

so, here’s to you
i’m better

and i’m so much better
without your letters
making no sense
what-so-fucking-ever

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Muck (For the Bottom Feeders)

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i never learned my lessons
life trammels 
bound in shackles 
lost every battle 
i had to higher standards

without mine 
each hurdle is for me 
curdles 
feigns free
soul is not vessel
i am not end all
let hands clasp
together
no better

we run in circles
to make tracks significant 
cover 
our tracks
and then we’re not us again

i lost all my love again
not the same man i am
i am never vessel
solely not
souls are bought 

so highest bidder
catch my back light 
stay tailgate 
left lane 
my failsafe 
pass everyone 
don’t catch up

catch bad
here’s nothing
still remains for pluck grease 
only need luck to steer
everywhere 
i’d rather be
anywhere but here today

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