SKIMMED PERFECT: JEFFERS by Jay Jadick 現ケ価竹ツ偉

ANNE GORRICK SHE WENT INTO THE SLIPPERY WOODS TO FIND ICELAND ​|| F2O19
April 16, 2018
4 poems by Tessa Livingstone
April 18, 2018

SKIMMED PERFECT: JEFFERS

nerves 
dwindle
        mostly spent
        leaking desire

unsocial birds

cold-eyed, blood burns

           extension

  a soft garment falls

    flown away

  hoarded desire

  blood simmering

                    at least the brain used 
no energy & fanned anxiety
  to pick a list of favorite words 

    cold stares isolate
           a pulse 


    waiting for a 
    response

    the last
        firework of
            July

                patience, Molly

    it’s all burnt in
           patches

    we stare down
    too used to
    communicating
    this way without
    consequences
    or 
    circles of 

    doubt, the warmth, 
                gets us in trouble

with discarded principles

JAY JADICK was born feet first in a van in a PIZZA HUT parking lot in rural nowhere, TUNKHANNOCK, PENNSYLVANIA. Currently he writes poetry and makes films in RIDGEWOOD, NEW YORK. He is also the associate manager at the non-profit movie theater FILM FORUM in NEW YORK CITY.

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