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The mind of Jaxe.: Verisimilitude
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Friday, September 30, 2005. Red Book of Lies. Half broken sunsets,. I try to tape back together. Shards of a broken mirror. Stare back in my November. My conversations with the moon. Did I finally find. What I was looking for. Down on the south side. Of safety and apathy? They pick my diluted brain. As I sit on the padded. Musty Couch of Weakness. Now, twenty past. A quarter ‘til three. And I'm still staring. Eyes fixed on the gaping. Hole left by the missing. Am I doomed to this. I will never be the same.
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The mind of Jaxe.: November 2005
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Monday, November 28, 2005. The solitude wears on me. This mundane chained to Wheels of Time. I feel like I'm breathing clay. Now I know true thirst. Cracks form around my eyes. As I squint into the horizon. I can taste yellow. Why can I taste yellow? Sand whips into the crease of my mouth. As I stand above my carcass. Watch the carrion birds make short. Work of my brittle bones. Tries to consume. . . To extract your soul. In its marionette's pose. But they will never get it. No, no they will not.
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The mind of Jaxe.: Spinning
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Friday, March 31, 2006. Still spinning with you in my mind. Keep me close,. You run through my veins. Feels like my hinges are flying off. Rock me like a baby doll. In your arms, all night long. Underneath the watchful eyes. Of the pale street lights. Posted by Jaxe @ 3/31/2006 01:21:00 AM. Thanks for dropping by my blog! I listened to some of your audio. pretty cool stuff. I'll be back. You like dancing in streets too? You probably don't. I'm probably wrong. My site, now. You spin me right round, baby.
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The mind of Jaxe.: Sugar Cubes.
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Friday, March 03, 2006. There's a sort of sweet symphony sipping our communal Kool Aid. As i'm lapping sugar cubes from your hand . . . While time lingers in the twilight. Wrapped in her eternal evening gown. But time doesn't so much heal. Posted by Jaxe @ 3/03/2006 04:43:00 PM. You could take away her eraser? Hey QoA ;-) Nah, I just wrote it the other night while alone and drunk at the pub. Drunken cocktail napkin prose is my addiction. Have a great weekend! It's still the 7th. And take the Time. Anon1:...
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The mind of Jaxe.: May 2005
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Tuesday, May 10, 2005. I once was connected. Life at the fringe. Of delicate and desire. A touch that speaks. Louder than any scream. A locked gaze delving. Toward the same dream. Bathing in laughter for. The great ever after. I once was connected. Posted by Jaxe @ 5/10/2005 11:12:00 AM 4 comments. Indianapolis, Indiana, United States. Carbon-based since 1968. Failed warrior-poet. View my complete profile. Beyond Recognition (our Band! This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License.
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The mind of Jaxe.: June 2005
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Saturday, June 25, 2005. Tried to medicate with music. But my thoughts wouldn't center. That Cheshire grin won't work tonight. No not this time. Crazy I think of you. At times like this. When my mortal coil. Is at its end. Posted by Jaxe @ 6/25/2005 11:52:00 PM 23 comments. Wednesday, June 22, 2005. I'm so far away. I reach to grasp. But it falls through my fingers. I see the letters dance about the page,. But no words form. I'm floating farther out. Than I've ever been. And things are getting cloudy.
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The mind of Jaxe.: April 2005
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Friday, April 29, 2005. I'm starving for salvation. I'm begging to adore you. And stabbing my damnation. I want you to ignore me. As much as you deplore me. So much that I just can't see. I'm losing my salvation. I can't peel you away. Like a dead layer of skin. There's next to nothing you can do. It's just that right now. There's only so much left to do. I take back all the things I said. I never want you to think I cared. Oh there's chameleon's here. Secretly more flesh to chew. Let the truth be shared.
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The mind of Jaxe.: October 2005
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Monday, October 24, 2005. From here it looks perilous. Little chance of survival. I never looked good behind the vertical. I was always considered highly centrifugal. Feel the rails slowly stretch. This screech of brakes. In this inevitable train wreck. Bulletproof armor is an everkiss. Worst case scenario, they eat my remains. As thoughts of sugar plums dance in their brains. The deceit and wrath and chaos came. And here I am. Left holding the Blame. Don’t trust my rancid naivete. Of faith in people.
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The mind of Jaxe.: May 2004
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Friday, May 14, 2004. Re morse Pronunciation Key. 1 Moral anguish arising from repentance for past misdeeds; bitter regret. Posted by Jaxe @ 5/14/2004 12:52:00 AM 3 comments. Indianapolis, Indiana, United States. Carbon-based since 1968. Failed warrior-poet. View my complete profile. Beyond Recognition (our Band! All intellectual material is the original property of Jaxe, author of 'The Mind of Jaxe'. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License.
