Fun Jail

J. D. Carlston
Mar 25, 2023

living on the edge of the
post post world
wearing metamodern attire
watching it crumble
time on tumble
Rubble

tonight
running my fingers
across your skin feels like
a violin sounds
feels like the smoothest
sanctuary sandpaper

my heart’s beat
resists like…
that jailbird resting
singing against it’s bars
against the clef
held between your hands

a smirking mug shot
winking at the camera
sings a sing-along
leaves you wondering
what You did to end up here
a swinging breathing feeling void

in such a lovely dream

032023

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J. D. Carlston

Human hacking the boundaries of experience. Mixing Poetry & Engineering. Making hay wending wyrd. Twitter:@jdcarlston, IG:@r0zm4ddr, (they)