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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith

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Posted on August 4, 2014 by jaybeasley2

true the earth lifts up each day and each second passes by like a thunderclap of experience and all is well yet the previous moments lost are a dreary and precious and deep complication of the knotted times, compared to … Continue reading →

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Posted on August 4, 2014 by jaybeasley2

I understood how the caged animal feels and I have known the pull of a great claw on my hide then anger overcomes fear and i have even experienced we are now a unit and I mean it the little … Continue reading →

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Posted on August 4, 2014 by jaybeasley2

Tasting sky the jet black persona of night is in every breath and no breath is unseen for the frost is everywhere including the conversation yet our ability to have a bout of smiles and a very well sharpened need … Continue reading →

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Heads are going to roll

Posted on August 3, 2014 by jaybeasley2

The clock is ticking, and the tides are turning. The jester and the barkeep play dice while a few miles away their messengers have been reduced to bones. But they do not wait for word to return and have little … Continue reading →

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acknowledgement

Posted on August 2, 2014 by jaybeasley2

don’t lose track of the rhythm we have our own pace and don’t black out or take anything unless it is good soup offered by a cozy house on a day you were followed by every dark cloud in town … Continue reading →

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maybe

Posted on August 2, 2014 by jaybeasley2

this is the best kind of day there is, when your can’t tell where the last hour ended and where the next one begins, we have enough time to draw us out of our shells and when we see that … Continue reading →

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truely

Posted on August 2, 2014 by jaybeasley2

you can’t pretend anymore on a level shelf is where your new confidence is stored becoming a legacy in a new land like a duke who had it rough when the king turned his back or the last hourglass sand … Continue reading →

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darkest pit of your soul in the rain

Posted on August 2, 2014 by jaybeasley2

doesn’t it seem odd to you where we are? almost enough miles away that right now it does not hurt like a bastard keeping a distance from the pain for now even a walk in the pain won’t cheer me … Continue reading →

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cold endearing

Posted on August 1, 2014 by jaybeasley2

who even are you really? asking all the tough questions and difficulty is on your skin you make it so easy to misunderstand you and everyone is going to assume just like you do all the days you sat and … Continue reading →

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tough

Posted on July 30, 2014 by jaybeasley2

making the path up again showing how happy you were at leaving but not happy at leaving your friend behind and as if you had to sleep even though that doesn’t happen very often anyway you were there for her … Continue reading →

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