remix 066 ~ graceful agony

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remixed image by “xjaymanx
part *1* words by “goldfish_
part *2* words by “xjaymanx


graceful agony

*1*

i am miserably lonely.
some people have the ability
to be lonely in a careless,
or maybe even graceful way,
but i rarely manage.

my roads are winding. dark. misleading.
i’ve been waiting for a very long time now,
a very very long time longer than ever,
but every little adding moment
i managed to convince myself
that it was worth it
as there was no other way.

*2*

like those

fleeting moments

when the

glittering shards

of a

shattered mirror

descend

towards the

sleeping earth

they

are the

slow-motion

whispers

of

graceful

agony

remix 023 ~ i own the most wonderful t-shirt in the world

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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

remix 020 ~ a gasp

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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

remix 019 ~ that look, i will never forget

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.

remix 003 ~ happy birthday

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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

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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