I’m Defected

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impetus precedes me
encumbered by the lashings;
i’ve been acquitted
but so too have i been paltry

i’m off me
talking of things far beyond me
so far off
i’m osprey
skimming water for the bodies

offering:
my personality—advent calendar
novelty set me free
(probably)
logically
i’m listerine in your third eye
dimethyltryptamine
the lifeline you allotted me
now you’re on my time
you little skunk
give me the crystals
or your battleship is sunk

call me dubya bae yeets
can’t defeat me
clowning on dowry is a hobby
deflowers dumb brain
with ease of a train wreck
splits heads
slithers in
so as to sever this nape
vapes rings
says things that make it onto pinterest

i’m defected
embedded with selfish
i keep at ebb
and flow over headless
i keep my age on
and pine for the magic
had it
tragic
people call that aesthetic

jd jurado-I’m defected is about doing things to attract attention and interest instead of doing what you want.

im·pe·tus  \ ˈim-pə-təs
noun

(1): a driving force : impulse
(2): incentive, stimulus
 stimulation or encouragement resulting in increased activity
2: the property possessed by a moving body in virtue of its mass and its motion —used of bodies moving suddenly or violently to indicate the origin and intensity of the motion

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I’ll Cleanse the Bastard’s Curse

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you got a bitch
fishing their pockets
for quarters

look over your shoulders
next time you come through here…
it won’t be safe

don’t panic
when you see them file in
keep eye contact
and whatever you do
don’t flinch
move towards
the nearest exit
in a timely fashion
and don’t wait
for someone
to say
something

i heard the sky is scheduled
for routine maintenance soon
and that means
lights out
until sunday

another from our little bird:
nobody knows which came first
but chickens were a mistake

don’t worry about
walking on eggshells
that’s just how it is here

any second and it’s lights out
where we are now
is lost foundation
based on circumstantial hearsay
we waived the right
to remain consistent
if only someone
would have listened

jd jurado-This poem is about everyday uncertainty.

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Foxtrot

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girl alone together boy
nothing
as good as
being enjoyed

has no qualms
exhumes his palms
unwieldy and thinly-veiled
knows who
he isn’t

burning
is not a sensation
i am familiar with

not at all

she breathes smoke
with the temperance of a dragon
and she has no eyes
behind her breathing eyelids

all she has is touch
and she can feel nothing

playful souls
smoldering wistfully away
burns without passion
overrated
no flames

jd-jurado Foxtrot is a poem about lust without love

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