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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Maroon

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this 
is the last time 
my future 
can’t be mine

coddled 
to be cozened
when you’re broken
so am i

i’m over
not an ocean
you’re the last star
in the sky

when you’re gone
it’s forever
you’ll miss me 
so do i

coz·en/ˈkəz(ə)n verb
trick or deceive.”do not think to cozen your contemporaries”
obtain by deception.”he was able to cozen a profit”

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Lonely Girl

midnight in a blue world
in the highest glass castle 
far beyond the rabble
wind drowns out the battles
we fight between our headphones 

piece by piece
ashes drip
embers wisp to endlessness

cigarette pressed to trembling lips
moonlight diamonds 
chain link fists
howling traffic 
halfhearted kisses

makes me pine for neon bugs 
far below
on the road is where this heart yearns to be
but i’ve wasted all my wishes
on empty days
and better things 

3AM is when the city sleeps
and i can breathe


the clouds are gone
finally
stars above
i’ll never reach

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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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Empath Fatigue

fairy fake empathy
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i got what i wanted
now i wish i didn’t have it
raised to be rotten
risqué mister maverick

opaque sadist
samey when sedated
taken with the lumps
inside of gilded cages

quick and painless
prairie dog princess
aegis was a fake
so all your bark is forfeit

torque spit
cork it
make a body worthless
fork it over
so i can snap its halo

lay low
ankle biters stick to pay-phones
stake more
hate me
i’ll blow up if you say so

jd-jurado – Empath Fatigue is about someone pretending to have empathy for other people

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Phantom

clear close up cold cool
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boy, it’s easy
to be a problem
to be a thorn in your side
i’m a ghost
never had to be a fight
only had to be
right there

i can feel hearts on fire
because your chest
is unbelievably warm

i’m myself when allotted permissions
and i pine for nothing
when i heel for bliss
angst is not a feeling i’m familiar with
at all

slow burn
hurts my mind
drags me inside new shell
fashion husk
dangerous
lick of ice
melting through my fingertips

i sleep in nails
and fuck myself
when i can’t be bothered to
be a kid

i just want you to know who i am
because i want
scars
tearing
down
your
cheeks

 

JD Jurado -Phantom is about chasing familiar sensations, trying to feel things you’ve felt before.

 

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