Author Archives: Catastrophe Jones
Unexpected
I got asked ‘how you?’ And within the rundownlist of howme I ended up coming upyou maybe onetwo threefour times, thinking of the way life’s gone happysmile without me noticing. I didn’t notice when the upsome got more than the … Continue reading
Wishful thinking
You on your knees blood on your teeth pride at my feet But aren’t you what I love the most. Aren’t you what I want? You know me better than I know myself. If I am the singer you are … Continue reading
Peace
Cool blue waters, ocean air and mists. Halcyon days, and serenity. There is a gravity to the becalmed sea, the surging of all things beneath, unseen above the waves, but powerful and without measure below. If I am ablaze, if … Continue reading
I worry sometimes
They’ll figure out what I’m doing — or, worse yet, that they already have, and now I’m a ticking time bomb of my own making, painstakingly created, impossible to defuse. What happens when I die? Everything I have ever loved … Continue reading
Untitled
Death by a thousand papercuts, the careless finality of words where gestures would be far more appreciated, even if futile. Do you have any idea what it feels like to be thrown away so easily, unnoticed, without mattering? You’re a … Continue reading