aim even higher

Posted on September 17, 2015 by jaybeasley2

Across the years
I have found you here
Made to wait and roam
Every bit of stress is gone
Vital signs no longer dangerous
Each evening better than before
Now I am a lightning shot
Hot and ready to burn
Into the atmosphere of life
Getting the very best in experience
Having to keep that in mind
Even the best trails have an end and beginning
Ready for anything

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sanity not required

Posted on September 16, 2015 by jaybeasley2

Some days just work
A thousand ways better than others
Not a mistake made
In the bundle of choices and actions
Taking down the walls
You know for sure what I mean
Not even looking I made the shot
Over the shoulder like a pro
Taking each day as it comeS
Riddles and games all day
Equal time cooking and laughing
Questions before relaxation time
Under the fan next to the Sun
Inside my mind I hear a song
Reminding me of you and
Every bit of fun we ever had
Don’t take anything for granted again

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relentlessness

Posted on September 15, 2015 by jaybeasley2

wherever

hot is

lasting want

comes inside

on the bottom

now found

in a trash

pile miles

from the site

a round medium

lugged immediate

liquid

on a price

negating it

while twin dogs foam

on curling hair

of raging fiends

on understanding paths

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wherever i go (cave voice)

Posted on September 14, 2015 by jaybeasley2

calling softly

from a cave

i repeat my own inconsistencies

in private splendor

as it should be

violence comes a calling

simple and beautiful

thing of oneness

at the entrance to rock

pausing

it repeats the method

and I am swaying in blurry

dizzy gray spinning haze

at the very voice of it

now curling in reduction

I retreat from it now

losing interest goes away

right on the tail is apathy’s daughters

like sweet muses waiting

and tempting fate

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connect to your heart

Posted on September 12, 2015 by jaybeasley2
coming into the open door
offer the solution
needed to reflect the desires
needing to reflect the destiny
each of us has wanted for so long
close to the perfect words
that you and i need someone to say
on top of the world you decide
you are willing to act like
only me it is who you want and
unless the reality we chose is
really some thing you are going to share
happiness can be reached if
every day i can tell you
again that i love you
reply in any way that you wish
there are a million more hours in our relationship
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momentary down time

Posted on September 11, 2015 by jaybeasley2

Managing a life
Organized by nature itself
Making a brand new design
Ending the doubt we all have
Not enough space to
Tied up in the dumb things a brain Will do
And taught to feel better buy a pure heart
Reading into the messages of natural life
Your eyes speak so many volumes
Drinking in the fresh air
Only the candle shines out light
When the wind shakes up the plants
Now I wish to never leave you again
The way you make me feel
In a warm bath kind of way
Making a little trip to fantasy
Every time you really want me close

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blanket of summer

Posted on September 10, 2015 by jaybeasley2

Being on the edge of going
Lightly crazy but in an
Amazing and good kind of way
Needing night after night with you
Keep my head up when tragedy strikes
Effortlessly able to stay positive
Timing the day we expended
Only your touch can save me
From the charm I wish on myself
Sometimes it is funny, sometimes difficult
Unless I am near you, I may go
Mad with the torture of this life
Maybe I haven’t been clear to myself
Ending these ridiculous thoughts and be
Ready for wherever the road leads

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rotting ground cover

Posted on September 9, 2015 by jaybeasley2

raging on the collection
of lost times and awash in
the cuising of deadly rot
talking with yourself to coach the
inner motivation in a faster way
now that the frustration has
given way to plastic reaction
growing plants that we have not got
room to improve or even give in
out in the yard where we all have
utilized the strength of unity
not that anyone couldn’t quit
down at the cold metal grill
cast out of the circle
occuring when a
violet leaf drops and warns
ending the summer along the fall
right when these connections come

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labor song

Posted on September 7, 2015 by jaybeasley2

this is the day if a holiday
and after you go on in what do you say
sometimes in the street and then cussed at
then make a bad decision and disgusted
after being nice to someone who needed it…
thrown in jail, then released, no shit
made happy by friends who knew you
after a night full of shots requested by those who see through
and i knew that i saw you and wanted to, so true
so angry, but then over it so happy
b.l.t. and a group of fiends that play
the soundtrack was so snappy
and i know i made some friends today
but it was worth it will pay the ticket like hands clapping
if it keeps your 401k safe then no problem
i went and saw the problems and solved them
now it is time for a grapefruit shandy
hope fully not too demanding

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and not sleeping

Posted on September 6, 2015 by jaybeasley2

anticipation is now a friend who
nicely waits around the corner every
day and takes the mind for a walk when
nobody else is looking yet sort of similar to
offering to hang out every night when
there is only going to be us at home anyway
sometimes just a place to sit and television
light are all we need to have a great time
essentially I just want you near
every day and night and more often too
pleased by life even though I can not doze off
impact of the body on the mattress is
now the closest I get to sleep
grateful that you are in my life

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