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Every Other

Posted on March 11, 2018 by Catastrophe Jones

Like knives, they come up like knives, and make you wonder if it’s worth it, every other up every other down and every reached-for hunger, every spire, every pinnacle — it isn’t the valley that kills you. It isn’t the … Continue reading →

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  1. Trent Lewin says:
    March 12, 2018 at 8:36 am

    That’s just visceral, Jones.

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Rhthm & Vws

Posted on March 9, 2018 by Catastrophe Jones

Hand in my hand and the rhythm requires that we move — this dance just beginning; I know I don’t know all the steps, but I know I know you; we’ll keep the world spinning. Everything balanced on high and … Continue reading →

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Underwater Heart

Posted on February 22, 2018 by Catastrophe Jones

I wanted you to be safe and comfortable. I wanted to hold your hand; I wanted to close my eyes and listen. The symphony in the dark sang of waves and beats, an asymmetric form breaking and rebreaking inside the … Continue reading →

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Belief

Posted on September 25, 2017 by Catastrophe Jones

Believe me when I say I am more than this flesh more than this voice more mutable more movable than any other feast you have known any other dish you have sampled, have consumed. Believe me when I say I … Continue reading →

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  1. J. A. Panian says:
    September 25, 2017 at 1:07 pm

    I believe you.
    The stardust.
    I can see it.
    Twinkling, right there.

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It Takes

Posted on August 24, 2017 by Catastrophe Jones

It takes a lot of time to figure out precisely where you want to be when you have to start at something more like the beginning which is to figure out precisely where you are to start. No tags for … Continue reading →

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