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

the darkness

follows her
like a black velvet
cat

starving and envious

of the sparkling
brightness
in her

darting
eyes

inspired by my day :: original post
no original image :: rare :: mod
words by “xjaymanx”

sifting

filters sharply sifting
between
trust and distrust
worth and waste
patience and haste

elements of personality
deconstructed into
blocks of hobbies

spikes
of interest
likes and dislikes

betrayal

once she slams the door
shut

will she ever open it
again

for me?

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

fallen

fallible
she stares
blankly

hopeless knees
buckle

numbly

against unaffected tiles
against indifferent shadows
against uncaring reflections

her halo of velvet
tumbles
wildly

yet soullessly

in forgotten freedom

her cigarette
her fading fire
her only dreaming beacon

to the distant

heavens

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

cornered
not captive

her velvet halo soaks up the shadows
and taunts the sunlight

motionless
not frozen

her oceanic gaze steals his waves
his armor cracks

her misty breeze kisses him
and leaves him

broken

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

nothing

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