back to square zero

Posted on August 19, 2026 by jaybeasley2

barely back to the

actual place that was a beginning

comes through and

knew a few monsoon storms

taken to a highway straight at

orange moon in a long and

strong mystery wandering

quiet rainstorm of curiosity on

under sunset in a forest

among this shade when leaves

rearrhier head and do not

every so often this type of moon or this sunset

Zeroing in in a passing october

except whomever made this ghost

right on the left side of the road my family knew

only now though.

hello Nefertiti and hello

emily Dickenson and

hello

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risky drift

Posted on August 19, 2026 by jaybeasley2

what could happen

to make you contact me

why bother to get

this far then what

makes you bother to

want to live what

makes you even

think anyone would

care but I hope

someone ate good at

The funeral at least

a person will eat

good after a death

of my soul after I

die can make sure

that at least

one person gets a

full belly

after I go

And that

is all that

happens to this

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improved song

Posted on August 19, 2026 by jaybeasley2

if you did

not have to prepare

and see a mare

and see more

but if you saw

your future yet beware

the final score

and be a sore

glare at my skin

is burned my corpse

is wounded my

seeing of the tides has

turned and my self

has returned and learned

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brought forth

Posted on August 9, 2026 by jaybeasley2

the birds wake me up

and light comes my way

and even after the hurt

life is not all

doom and gloom anyway

there are cuts that need band-aids

and peaches on the tree

tomatoes red on the vine but

just do not think of

last night

there are loves and leaves

a chance of a cool breeze yet

even the ache has

only so much relief

there are often a few hours

before the hello of Monday and

the time is now

the red sauce was requested

spaghetti and meatballs and

good garlic bread and

nobody makes it like me

when asked for it is given

it will not make itself

and it makes people smile

green chives fresh from the garden

and nothingness will not win

tonight

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August moon song

Posted on August 9, 2026 by jaybeasley2

the spark will not die

and we May not cry

the spark my be gone but

the passion lives on

if you did

not have

to prepare and see before

see an inmate and see more

if you saw your future

and the final score

and be a scare and beware

my skin is bruised and

my corpse is wounded my

Skin is waxed my

seeing of the tides has

turned and my self has

returned and learned

the spark may not

and we May not

the spark is gone but

the passion lives on

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cold relief

Posted on July 31, 2026 by jaybeasley2

it is not that I

didn’t really miss you dear

I respect you ravishingly

and I want to disciple you strongly

but now I realize

that you and I are so alike

you were already on that page and knew

that I did not do anything halfway

but that sweet Christmas eve

as quiet and calm as it snowing ended

and as fun among fuzziness and sadness

hugs and many beers

we were not

afraid of ending up here

happening just like this

seeing just what we are seeing

and I would not

ever get this moment back once more

so if this is my only chance

time to go for it

let’s roll

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August hope

Posted on July 30, 2026 by jaybeasley2

if it was up to me

I would transport

myself across the miles

to where you are comfy

curled up on the couch

took a sip of your beer

as I slipped in next to you

and surprise your skin

and you recognized

me and my smile

where have I been

can you tell

can you see

how I am broken in

it isn’t fair

that in the past

I chased evil

and ran right by heaven

another day

may go by

but when I saw you I swore

I would never do that again

I remember it tonight

in the wind

in the rain

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mysterious luck

Posted on July 23, 2026 by jaybeasley2

moving out the window on a

yellow beam of cool morning light

stamping the day with a few new

tempting creations made last night

eager to glance down the street while

readying the connections to the

increasing activity each house has

on its sounding board floor or

under the same roof as all the little ghosts

sliding in and out of other people’s rooms

like water that flows to the lowest point

unusual occurrences that rarely get

caught in mid-act but will still change your mind

keeping your time

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cut

Posted on July 9, 2026 by jaybeasley2

if the memory comes

back it was a different time

and I traveled a little different

then when I did what I should do

be careful and take care

of people who

needed me and I

cannot believe how easy it was

beaten up once with no concern and

stabbed once with no consequence

and no concern but

at that time everything hurt

the experience and sound was

all that mattered yet there I was and only

now is worse because

the one I care for most

hurts worst

bit by a dragon

stabbed by a witch

brain assault by a psychic

nothing hurts worse than this

I must persist

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seek free

Posted on July 7, 2026 by jaybeasley2

the sun chose to

awake me in my time of need

the birds sing

as they loudly play

in the bird bath and

my painting is done but

looking like

all of life is destruction and death but

I do not believe that

is the case if you just

pretend everything is going well and

only this moment counts

when there are so many worries

what good could it be

to be anything else but

when it hurts we seek help

but if there is no time spared

with so much space between and

communication works but

only when it happens then

memories are a dream

we all toil underneath

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