images by “iloveyoukirk” :: original post
remixed image & words by “xjaymanx”

put your arm in the air

–put your arm in the air–

she persuaded him
while he laughed
in her midnight glow

–okay–

he nodded
as her mood flickered
between
purple apathy
and pink indifference

so he lifted his hand above his head
and wiggled his silly fingers
in curious anticipation

–now close your eyes for a sec–

she urged him
as he shut them
with childlike expectation

until the icy click of the door
extinguished the
candle
in
his
smile

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

rose-colored nostalgia

nostalgia

glancing through the record-store glass

she
steps
carefully carefully
past the wind-chiming
doorway

into the temple of loosely-shelved voices

she
lurks
further
in fragmented form
through the cherished sights
and treasured
scents

which infuse the moment with rose-colored comfort

she
kneels

wrapped in time-travelling wonder
before the weight-warped altars
of vinyl-pressed rhythms
and table-turned
melodies

reliving visions of an era
she vaguely remembers
yet will never
forget

inspired by “ladymorgaine81” :: original post
remixed words by “xjaymanx”

smooshed
compressed
under pressure
with no room to move

unaware
less aware than she used to be

–i don’t hear them!–

startled
leaping three feet into the air
or skip-skipping a heartbeat

she can’t help it
she can’t find another outlet
she’s getting angry and pissed
and
crying
again

–i don’t cry in front of other people!–

maybe she’d feel better if things started to go up
yet the higher she rises
the further she falls

maybe she’d feel different if life wasn’t so isolated
surrounded by crowds
but so entirely alone

maybe if she didn’t hate
where she was
so much

maybe if she didn’t hate
who she was
so much

maybe she’d smile
again

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

our aspirations are wrapped up in books

–our aspirations are wrapped up in books–

said the pencilled message scrawled
across the makeshift bookmark
buried in her
dusty
pages
and whispered dreamily
from her shiny slightly-curled lips

–aspirations–

she repeated

upon the creaky finely-cracked staircase
weathered and worn with
wood-carved
desperation
and cardboard-boxed imagination

–wrapped up in–

type-set reflections and kindly-inked inspirations
glued and bound in
hardcovered
history
and paperbacked fantasy

images by “spunky_m” :: original post
remixed image & words by “xjaymanx”

in the blink of an eye

in the blink
of an
eye

the flame weaver
uncoils her piercing strands
of golden flight

spinning and tumbling and dancing and laughing

her timeless threads
binds
our hearts
to
her fiery delight

images by “justababybath” :: original post
remixed image & words by “xjaymanx”

the futility

the futility
gets me every time
so she told me

during one carefree coffeehouse stroll

i wonder
as she skips away and
crosses the shifting street
her head and heart bravely held high

tonight’ll be
another helpless night
so she warned me

a lamppost night of
scattering butterflies
and skittering fireflies
glowing in warm puffs and lost hugs

waiting for the muggy moonlit hours to crawl

–when will she call?–

she’ll still be
waiting and cradling her fragile composure
tenderly

shakily

futilely

images by “goldfish_” :: original post
remixed image & words by “xjaymanx”

i own the most wonderful t-shirt in the world

i own the most wonderful t-shirt in the world

my
hypnotic
orange t-shirt
with leopards and creatures and famous
ladies dressed in star-capped elegance

vibrates
like
shiny happy
black-and-white beetles
revolving beneath the diamond sunshine

revolving
and
revolving
and
revolving dizzily
alongside pretty purple bags
lugged merrily around the world

images by “neverwhiteroses” :: original post
remixed words by “xjaymanx”

i am your old
photograph

frozen

am i smudged
with your
potato-chip fingerprints?

warped
from your
soda-can condensation?

am i

just another
bookmark
in your superhero fantasies?

another
postcard
flung into the mailbox?

show me

i’m waiting
frozen

for
i’m
afraid
i’ve
been

forgotten

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

not so random things

not so random things
exhaustingly
bright and hot

light is not my friend
heat is my sworn enemy
work sucks
again
nothing new there

a surprising amount of traffic
mostly trucks
i hate them
loud
noisy
fumy

bastards

be prepared
i’m gonna smack them
and they go and make a better

idiot

images by “goldfish_” :: original post
remixed image & words by “xjaymanx”

a gasp

–a gasp–

the feathers
of faint memories
tickle-tickle the front door of her sensitive heart

–a glance–

they toss
the twinkling-twinkling candle within
her fragile house of cards
displaced

patterned cards precariously
climbing one by one by one again
a fall
and another climb

–a laugh–

she can hear their flickering-flickering giggle
she can feel their leaping giddiness

and hesitantly lets them in her
door
so they may jump and play
and
pretend
and
portray

a past worth reliving

words & images by “goldfish_” :: original post
remixed image by “xjaymanx”

that look, i will never forget | words by goldfish_

That look, i will never forget. Was it the trace of time and emotion already?
The embodiment of inhuman or the most human power?
On her face, the beautiful unspoilt face of a three-year old?
On her face, what did i discover?
Will i ever find her in the impossible labyrinth of human personality,
in the backwaters of indescribable, concealed pain,
never realised, never spoken of?
Will i ever be able to find her in that heap of blurry photographs
signs
memories
of a childhood more beautiful
a heart more open
than i ever
dared to imagine.

images by “justababybath” :: original post
remixed image & words by “xjaymanx”

floating

floating
fleeing

fusing

resonating with the submersion
of molecular liquid and light
levitating

meditating

as her illuminating
mermaid eyes
sail forward
into the

infinite
windswept
sea

images by “chasingfirefly” :: original post
remixed image & words by “xjaymanx”

your tape

your tape

it lulled me

under the warm gaze
of dusty books and boxes
and shelves and jackets
and other misplaced
and replaced
trinkets

odd and ends

piled and packed memories
cradling me

beneath the electric luminescence
of the sparkling ceiling
blanketing me

beneath its fluorescent glow
illuminating me

as your tape
lulled
me
to
sleep

image & words by “xjaymanx” :: original post

9:05

9:05

reflections
against the grainy glow
between the unread and unplayed

tick tock
stop

what is captured can no longer be
uncaught