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Marigold in black and white  by Jason Franklin

it’s only a line of blood

please make sure my burial ground / is free of common earthworms / don’t fret if there’s slugs / on my mourning grounds

the ghost up the stairs

the ghost up the stairs / sleeping under the unmade covers / has been sleeping there for years / since your body left through the front …

even though you and i are dead

i only dream of you now / even though you and i / are dead / bricks stacked higher until / they all come falling down upon us

my bokeh was drunk

the dog was barking / something about love / being a waste of fucking time / to the inquisitive pink pig / who just took a shit / down …

and piss it all

drown with me baby / open the bottle and pour / it on down

human interactions / too much

and i told my mother to fuck off / right in front of my son / ruining his birthday / like a son of a bitch

i would rather just sleep or drown

feathers floating like feathers do / downwards and more down / until they can’t float no more / onto the brown earth / resting wit…

gold fishes

yes. that’s it. / open my eyes with laser beams / and your kisses / your wishes / gold fishes / golden

just unlock my front door

he ain’t got much going on / just pissing in the wind / and driving the car off / the backyard cliff

then death hit the brakes

and death was driving / while in the back / i was fucking tranquility / double-crossed style

i’ll be taking the easy way out

i am taking a vacation / but i won’t be going anywhere / i won’t be home / i’ll be taking the easy way out

i wrote a poem about you tonight

after finally meeting you / in person / and then kissing you / later on / after the movie / at the end of this night / before waving …

to bury the bones of too many victims

to rip the clothes / off like island beasts / to spoil the virgins / to bleed the sinners / to bury the bones / of too many victims

just lie with me tonight

man / cannot love / but only himself / because we so quickly and / with ghosts and whispers / forget

flies on my foreskin

ready for removal / dissected and / castrated with animal teeth

dating site blues

and now my wine bottles / are emptied / three in a row / and my stomach / is rotting

merry fucking christmas time

in the history of mopey bastards / since jesus christ was born

No longer sleep

and under every empty sheet / on the bed where / you can no longer sleep

a gas oven to rest my weary head in

not breathing / not thinking / for so long / my nipples got hard

for getting sick

the wind blowing / leaving icicles on tailpipes / freezing the puddles

bulging beyond belief

you have forgotten out of / nonuse / of your gut / of your cock / your manhood

as i sat in the shower

as i opened the shower curtain / i heard a ghost whisper / welcome to a new day

She shits in my house / the prettiest girl I know…

For the greed between each other

i can’t tell you apart from me

like all the rest / the million others who’ve been / caught in a valley of / remorse / for so long / so long / with no goodbyes

the pain implant

turn it up until the black becomes / white / agitation levels are at a max / the battery is at full charge / your life is spinning out of …

crashing through the atmosphere

i was a falling bird now / a man unable to take flight / i was without wings or safety net

the last roses of fall

this black hole is just pulling me apart / memory is loosened from fact / and sleep is replaced with nightmares of being seasick

the astronauts prison

side by side / whispering lovely words that would / grow into song / moans and growls filling the cathedral walls / with our devotionals…

and burning flames, they burn

this isn’t love / there is no happy ending / no story to be written / just a little bit of being smitten

of the roses and silk panties

the body is dismembered by fading memories / but her loving heart still beats me down / every time i think of her

whispering i once loved you

so the words i would have written / were only fond memories along on the way / to this place i now am tittering from / high above the grou…

dog farts

then i hear the wispy sound / of an escaping emission / from her rear

ringing through faraway cathedrals

i can hear their chants / ringing through faraway cathedrals / the voice of god / ruling distant worlds from afar
Another Caterpillar, Cox, Dayton, 2012 by Jason Franklin Caterpillar, Cox, Dayton, 2012 by Jason Franklin Butterfly, Cox Arbor. Dayton, Ohio 2012  by Jason Franklin

it seems the axe was the only gift you left me

that’s where i have left only pieces / shards and gurgling bows upon gifts / tied about the leftover hopes and sorrows / of what the …

the first born from our love affair

hope for you that they do not / turn against you / and devour your eyes / on the way to your heart

my meat cleaver is now free

this bucket of putrid dismemberments / these thoughts left rotting in the outhouse / the location of the mindless millions / the bucket i…

The naked alien

I can still read the saved text messages / And they seemed real enough

The naked alien

I can still read the saved text messages / And they seemed real enough

that fucking waste of protein

my heart / that fucking waste of protein / has nothing left to give you / you who whore the world / for the blessings that fulfill your …

the worn chair floats high above us now

soaring higher and higher / above the flickering northern lights / our eyes were only closed

let me gnaw on your soul

let me gnaw on your / soul / some more / suckle on your / dreams / and casually / remove your / freedom / from your future

you pretty little sunshine whore

shock me / you pretty little / sunshine whore / your blond hair / turning gray

so alone that the tongue has been chewed off

so alone / standing here in the ravine where / the water buried you under the dirt / where i buried your memory

my head explodes

let’s go crazy and make this / real / peel off the skin / icing like sin

laced with poison and betrayal

the digging of your grave / was the making of my bed / the lines we took unlocked / the sequence that fled / out from the holes

endless fields of recorded answers

remove all the / dreamers / as they are useless / and skim off the sweetest / of after thoughts

together we are the weather

when we walk together / and i speak about the pains / of the changing weather / your ears are always ready / for more

i give up and it’s okay (the latex glove)

i give up / wanting your love baby / just give me a taste / of your latex / glove

or just flounder like gold fish

and now it’s time baby / to open the safety box and / let that old cat cry / maybe it will die

Asymmetry wins at last.

that’s when i pull it back / and the purring of my machine / reminds me of the / glory of man / and that’s when / i divide y…

i wake with a bloody glove

as a crayfish / from earthen / mud / i drag myself / alive / and into the / silence

the condom machine

oh condom machine / love me again / oh taker of spare change / empty my demon seeds / oh oh oh

my bones are dancing

and darling / i don’t even remember your name anymore

the mind rendering device

so i opened the box / the one that i had no idea what / hid inside / in dust and web laid a coiled machine / that simply stated mind-ren…

the bones are still in the grave

worms and squawking orgies / crows with broken wires and / hateful dispositions

a life pretty still

a still life pretty / pretty much lost / afraid of this fact / so dreams replaced sugary reality

aboard the funeral ship

no need for the great inbetween / just the solid resolution that now he is a ghost / aboard the prison ship / and there is no escape / …

your favorite laundry cleaner

put them on gentle cycle / clean up those dirty / undies / and put a smile on your lips / cause that’s a gun in your / mouth

sincerely and goodbye

i am writing a letter / to suffocate myself / with / and i and all that and you too / this hul·la·ba·loo / records defining a living / …

museum doors still

the old caretaker of the building visits / from time to time / and he unlocks the rusty chains and / pulls the tetanus riddled nails

a thud on the floor

there are times i can hear the soft voice / whispering just around the corner / as if you were just walking away / to avoid my sight
The Abortion Clinic Panda Wagon  by Jason Franklin

the falling photographer and his beheading

on one floor a janitor was wiping up some vomit / expelled by the whore who had been paid / to eat excrement for the pity of the paying au…

floppy disks and stamps you lick

i opened your programs / on a commodore 64 / just to remember / the isolation / byte by byte / as you went down my / blistering cock

when you walked away

in those nightmares / or maybe just forgotten dreams / you used to turn your head / when you walked away
Bug Coitus love on the daisy macro  by Jason Franklin bee in flight color detail shot flowers by Jason Franklin Daisy flower center detail macro  by Jason Franklin Flower blooming b&w detail reversed lens by Jason Franklin Seed Pod cluster flower macro b&w reversed lens  by Jason Franklin Bee in flight sepia macro near flower  by Jason Franklin My boy screaming at me. Angry, mad. Raw energy B&W by Jason Franklin White paint spill on railroad track, Franklin, Ohio by Jason Franklin Railroad track b&w, detail Franklin, Ohio by Jason Franklin Railroad bridge supports Franklin, Ohio by Jason Franklin Railroad track detail b&w Franklin, Ohio bridge by Jason Franklin
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