remix 003 ~ happy birthday

images by “goldfish_” :: original post
words by “xjaymanx

today
exactly nineteen years old– not old
behind the glass

today
nineteen fishes of gold– not gold
within the bowl

nineteen pairs of shoes bought and sold
nineteen slices of strawberries so bold
nineteen tears left in the cold

nineteen secrets untold
don’t tell

tomorrow
nineteen– not exactly nineteen

don’t fold
don’t fold

remix 002 ~ spineless

images by “goldfish_” :: original post
words by “xjaymanx

spineless

look up– over there–
a window dance with her towel– no, her curtains
pushing away with her left
reaching back with her– right there

contrasts in trance

the hazy daytime wanders
through her instinctive angles
curves
stripes
her luminous shadows

her sand-dune spine cups the nomadic light
for a breathless moment– yes, look there
before
it is gone

remix 001 ~ five branches, five shadows…

remixed images & words by “xjaymanx


–1–

–1–
intention

beneath the true vegas blue

–ring–
the dry desert breeze

–ring–
snickers at his rocky
isolation

–ring–
no consolation
until

–click–


–2–

–2–
connection

tethers through the ether
navigate through the
electronic barriers

numeric patterns
skim the digital edge
between crisp order
and clouded chaos

as concrete walls
restrain hungry branches
from gravel shadows

–hello–


–3–

–3–
direction

–is she there?–
his patience flows purposefully

as a deep river mirrors
the crystal atmosphere
its sweeping currents follows
the carved turns of the earth

urged by
the ancient tug of gravity

–yeah i’ll hold–
and the lunar laugh
of the taunting tide

his patience
ebbs and flows
and begins

to ebb


–4–

–4–
frustration

disturbs his balance

–where is she?–
disrupts his intention
corrupts his
calm

anticipation

collapses

crouches

–i see–
sandals crunch into
unaffected
stone

–click–
his indifferent
tone


–5–

–5–
reflection

consoles his solitude
without gratitude

he welcomes

the overflowing bright blue
the whispering branches
and tickling shadows

even

the smirking concrete
and chuckling gravel

he joins them

they are a reflection
of his earthly self

after all