The Jade Taskwatch (feat. jube jube)

Posted by Erik Moshe on Monday, February 4, 2013 Under: Poetry

Author’s note: The following information is not to be deciphered. That is, unless you have a sticky layer covering a soft nucleus. We do not expect anyone to comprehend, to process, to even appreciate the mystified nothingness that is presented by us. Yes, it would not be surprising in the least if this work was neglected, disliked, disgraced, disarrayed, despised, ignored, shunned, or ridiculed or any other vulgar action the mind can offer up. For we’re used to this treatment. Now enough! Now read… or die..

Time to resume the game plan
The fog approaches, the storm watch commences
Jewelry blacksmith makers go perfect with…
the grey rooftop canopy of the coastline city.

Smoke, the gunslinger’s instrument to cloak
Children of the streets awash
In nectarine essence (next line)
The iron torch! Silent force bring forth
Warmth by topaz; murder by tangled onyx.
Amiss, walking on wordplay, on an on

Intentional inferno… What is Jade Taskwatch?
Some kind of communion? Some agricultural cult?
No, this is a question of badger friendship insanity.
Jubesque… The reawakening. Reloaded.
The mind can play many tricks on the creative writer,
On the lover, on the supper, on the bra strap.
The skull cap watches
- capitalized.

In : Poetry 



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