Poems from Joshua Jones

I’m sick with a cold. I haven’t been sick in so long thatthis cold is opening mental floodgates. Each raspy cough brushes the dust off...
I fight with my clockit’s faceplate staring right passed my pupils phasing through defense mechanisms resembling the thick walls of area...
The corner of the Patio at a family-friends party, [insert city here], New Jerseyage group: 17-21population: me Getting up for a new plate...
I don’t feel you anymore Numb to spine shaking vibratos Your crescendos don’t stretch my rib cage like they used to   My dearest piano, you...
I’m drowning circling the drain in a sea of circular thoughtsthere’s too much gray area in these life lessons My logic is charging as fast...

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