images by “night_huntress” :: original post 1 2
remixed image by “xjaymanx”

hurts

it hurts

it hurts
when he says
he only has that
connection with her

and can’t be himself
with everyone or

with me

i can’t really expect us to
instantly have that
connection

but just the fact that
he can’t be himself
and he’s not really
happy

hurts me

images by “night_huntress” :: original post
remixed image by “xjaymanx”

closer

slowly

silently

steadily

seductively

she inched the
lime-green apple
closer to her blood-red lips

closer

so close

until her vibrant curls
swept across its curves
and caressed its sweet surface

never

he never had a chance
to catch his next

breath

inspired by “ladymorgaine81” :: original post
remixed image by “xjaymanx” :: added after composition

cold

i feel cold

not bad
not angry
not sad
not depressed
not low
not any of that

just

cold

i still hold true to my ideas of Silent Apathy
i’m not someone they particularly care about anyway
i’ve always known that’s how it always was
i didn’t get it then, it’s still the wrong term

but i understand now

perhaps Silent Apathy
isn’t really holding to how i am
it implies a deliberate ignorance on my part
at any rate, i can’t deliberately ignore

but i can stay away

she doesn’t need to hear from me
she doesn’t want to

but i will send it out

one last message before
she becomes a background figure

you don’t like it
i don’t care
i can’t help it
i am who i am
i’m a watcher
i keep track
i pay attention
and i guard

no amount of ranting will change that

images by “mokk” :: original post
remixed image by “xjaymanx”

14 days

14 days

he’s
going away
for two weeks

he
insults me
expects me
to apologise
for his mistakes

he
hurts me
a whore
for him

but i
love him
adore him

and he’s
going away
for two weeks

i don’t
i don’t know what to do

inspired by “_dernhelm” :: original post
remixed image by “xjaymanx” :: googled original image

hard to switch off

hard to switch off
the child
button

forgot to charge my ipod
no music
for the ride in or
lunch time

thought it was okay
can deal with that
just buy a mag and
chill out

forgot to pack my house keys
my folks decided
they were coming back
late
after numerous assurances
this morning
they would be back
on time

spent
the evening
miserable

wandering around london
in my long ass trousers
dragging in the rain
no music to keep
my spirits up and
a long wait before
i could jump
in the shower
and relax

geez

images by “jennyboozz” & theresa :: original post
remixed image by “xjaymanx”

a mistake

–a mistake–

she said
and giggled
as she flowed
from one side
of the room
to the other

she growled
with glee as
david bowie glared
in bright red
on the walls

i chuckled
behind my lens
behind my smile

as her momentary
middle finger rose
and randomly broke
my distant
solitude

with
the snap
of the camera

images by “_intherain_” & “medvedev” :: original post
remixed image by “xjaymanx”

i wish

as i
left her
in quivering tears
in the shivering rain

i didn’t look back
i couldn’t look back

afraid

afraid i would be drawn back into
her reckless aims and
careless games

but
as the
years fade away
i have one stabbing regret

i wish

i wish i could remember
the color of her
eyes

images by “xjaymanx” :: related post
remixed image by “xjaymanx”

may cause dizziness

–may cause dizziness–

said the orange bottle
and the peachy pharmacist
jockeying the counter

as if i didn’t already know
as if i cared about

bloody unlikelihoods to travel my time

images by “jennyboozz” :: original post
remixed image by “xjaymanx”

insecurities

insecurities

during his early morning walk
he paused by the street lamp
to wrestle more intensely
with his whirling worries

as the dawn yawned with its first light
the dim swish of an opening window
swivelled his exhausted eyes
into the curious breeze

through the posts and branches
her quick rivers of windswept hair
reflected a layered gold tinged
with the ruby of her robe

and she was gone

but for a brief moment

he had forgotten all
his troubles in
the world

images by “night_huntress” :: original post
remixed image by “xjaymanx”

glance

glance

with a shooting glance
she set him ablaze
from across the candlelit space

with a teasing blink
she drew him closer
as close as she let him crawl

and with a final glare
she lifted the glass to her lips
and swatted his confidence away

words and images by “jennyboozz” :: original post
remixed image & words by “jennyboozz”

connections | remix by jennyboozz

Connections

It is strange what connections remain between people.

Almost like we sense each others need for emotion, and we transport little love vessels to one another, just in time to heal the past.

Tunnel vision and lover-like waves of trusting emotions cascading down from beams of sunrays, transferring through the beauty we touch as nature. We tangle in everyday stresses forgetting we are part of nature, a creation intended for love and joy; we must not forget that.

This world denies us of our true everlasting peace. We can try and hide what little happiness and love deep inside, so the world doesn’t claw at our dreams.

images by “jennyboozz” :: various original posts
remixed image by “xjaymanx”

that night | remix without text
that night | remix with “pilljar” text

that night

of all the warm summer days
and cool autumn nights
i remember that calm july evening
i remember it the most

the anniversary of our chance encounter
in the sci-fi section of the bookstore
dressed in my shirt and tie
for a cheesy business card photo

she approached from the fantasy section
a question in her intense eyes
my shocked breathing cut as short
as her cute delicate hair

“do you work here?” she asked
“i wish i did” i shakily laughed
insecure with my first impression
but helped her find her novel

this anniversary was our third
a deserted july evening
walking down our favorite hill
along the narrow moonlit river

the scent of vanilla in her hair
the smell of combustion in the air
the fireworks crackling as desperately
as the fears in my mind

she handed me the book without a word
the one i bought her those years ago
“the time traveler’s wife” it said
by someone named audrey

i stayed on the hill as she left me behind
left me unseeing unhearing unfeeling and falling
my soul shred into as many pieces
as the wet pages at my feet

i can’t forget her giggles
her figments and fashions and fragments

i can’t forget her photos
her shadows and shapes and smiles

i can’t forget that dark july evening
a thousand miles from myself

“do you work here?” she asked
i wish i could’ve said “no”

image & words by “xjaymanx” :: original post

wednesday morning

wednesday morning

i hobbled into the kitchen
to prepare some work lunch
and grab some breakfast

and this time

the early sunlight
caught my eye
long enough

to burn itself into my memory

images by “xjaymanx” :: related post
remixed image & words by “xjaymanx”

caught

caught

by surprise

as he contemplates

his next

choice

and

chuckles

at the colossal

absurdity

of it

all