Let’s Go To The Movies

Hola Amigos!

As usual, I’ve been spending copious amounts of time watching simulated murder on a huge screen, while eating popcorn, like the scumbag that I am, and I’m here to let you know what I’ve thought. Yes, this is exactly like THAT League Of Gentlemen sketch.

Contains Spoilers for The Belko Experiment and Raw.

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Summer is on the way :)

Hola Amigos,

I hope you’re doing well. I’m so excited for summer, so below are some things I wrote, with a bit of a summery theme, to take my mind of all the rain here in England!

I hope you like them 🙂

Besos,

J x


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Baby Blue
Corpse Candy
Summer Of Love
Paraíso
The Importance Of Being Earnestly Yours
My Best Friend’s Baby
Forget You Nots
Never Say Die
Everything That Mattered
This Is Love
Birthmark


Baby Blue

Knife to my armbands,
lost in the lake of your love.
I rise as I fall.

Oh my baby blue,
I’m just drowning in your charms.
I live as you breathe.

-x-

Corpse Candy

My neurology is nasty,
and I’m taken by tremors,
as I’m tempted by your taste.
You’re the sweetest
sour faced sod I’ve ever known,
and I’ll pick your brain,
from your handsome head,
and save it for last,
so kuru carries me to the dreams of death,
and I can dine on you for a life time.
-x-

Summer Of Love

You, like the sun,
were blinding, ever present,
and as essential to me,
as you were stunning.

You stayed on my mind,
like a stone in my shoe,
but when I threw you to the ground,
you took my whole leg with you.

I glued you back, and we glided all summer,
Honda rides in the heat,
and an hour’s sleep if we could stand it.
I couldn’t stand not standing by you,
though I knew you’d break my heart,
I covered it up with candy floss,
as we found our way to the fair.

-x-

Paraíso

We paved the path to Paraíso,
with everyday extravagance,
you can’t find in a store.

One night with you,
and the lights our taxes pay for,
feels ethereal,
and the way I feel,
for you,
is scribbled on a tram shelter,
where we hide from the winds,
of a world that can’t stand us.

We work all week,
for Netflix, and negotiation,
of how much of the covers,
you can spare,
and how much of me,
I’ll share.

-x-

The Importance Of Being Earnestly Yours

I fell from the sky,
and my mission was my parachute.
How could my life end,
on arrival,
when I was born to be yours?

I tore off my past,
and my preset settings,
and didn’t hold my breath,
as I drowned in a fresh coat of paint,
to be yours.

Earnestly,
sincerely,
irrevocably.
I have spent so long,
building your dream,
that I’ve forgotten what mine was.

-x-

My Best Friend’s Baby

You mean less,
than you’d like,
and I like you,
more than I mean to.
If only I could
strip me
of the spell
you’ve dressed me in.

Sometimes,
you are behind me,
enveloping my waist,
and rationing my breath.
Every dandelion,
star,
birthday candle,
and evening hopeful countdown,
belongs to you,
though you belong to her.
I would wait
for the rest of my days,
to belong
to my best friend’s baby.

-x-

Forget You Nots

So many Septembers,
after our sordid summers,
each as precious,
and tempestuous,
and close to my heart,
as the last.

I kissed your lips,
a thousand times,
and you made me cry,
a million,
and I have cherished a billion smiles,
from the lips I loved.

I’ll forget a lot,
in my final days,
as I tend my forget-me-nots,
but you’ll follow me forever,
I’ll be happily haunted,
by the boy I couldn’t forget.

-x-

Never Say Die

Gee, it’s too bad,
you’ve found somebody new.
I hope you never leave.
The birds don’t sing for her,
and the stars stay,
surrounding where we used to lay.

Never sunrise,
I forgot the beauty of a starting day.
I hope you never stay.
Ours were born at ten AM,
Wine gums and strawberry shake,
brunch for the beaten down and broken up.

Does she tire
of the way you talk?
(Maybe I did?)
I hope you never say.
You’d repeat the same generic words,
and I’d smile real symmetrical.
You’ve kept walking,
but I’m the girl in a galaxy.

-x-

Everything That Mattered

My last words to you,
throb in my throat,
scratching and crawling,
to escape,
to reach you one last time.

I’m surrounded by suffocation,
and the ground is lava,
so I’ll leap into your arms,
and pretend we never parted,
then I’ll fall to the floor,
unable to reach the arms,
I’ll miss forever.

-x-

This Is Love

You remain unchanged,
I exist as fire.
I will burn.
I will roar.

You remain unswayed,
I exist as ice.
I will melt,
I will run.

You remain ashamed,
I exist as heart.
I will love,
we will love.

-x-

Birthmark

You are painted on my skin,
a mystery since my arrival,
that I’ve never solved,
but often trace,
when I’m alone.

White feathers weight,
on my weathered soul,
and I follow their path,
through the forest fire,
you’ve ignited in my heart.

I thought I’d been yours,
since I was sixteen,
broken down as you didn’t look my way,
cradled with Carl Wilson,
singing “God Only Knows”,
as I realised I always did.

-x-

Paraíso

We paved the path to Paraíso,
with everyday extravagance,
you can’t find in a store.
One night with you,
and the lights our taxes pay for,
feels ethereal,
and the way I feel,
for you,
is scribbled on a tram shelter,
where we hide from the winds,
of a world that can’t stand us.
We work all week,
for Netflix, and negotiation,
of how much of the covers,
you can spare,
and how much of me,
I’ll share.


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Drink It Down

I’m powered by pain,

that’s sponsored by Pepsi.

I’ll throw a brick,

with a brick blood manicure,

and my sensible shoes,

will suffocate my suffering.

 

I’ll hold your crimes above my head,

as I steal your streets,

until my arms break,

and your tangerine toddler tweets.

 

Lock me up,

hose me down,

I’m waterproof,

and I’ve drowned too many times,

to let you hold my head

at the bottom of the bath.

 

I am the dream he had,

we are your nightmare,

and your flag isn’t big enough,

to cover all our corpses.


RECENT CREATIVE WRITING COLLECTIONS
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Darling, Desperate, Dismal Girl

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RECENT UPCOMING COLLECTION PREVIEWS
“Baby Back There” from Ours

“Window Shop” from Ours

“Beach Walk” from Ours
“Baby Blue” from Summer Of Love
“The Bride Wore Blood” from Ladylike

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Be Lucky, Darling

The stars have told he’s a monkey,

but I know he’s scared of heights.

I still feel his frantic fingers clinging to mine,

as the sky welcomed us.

 

He shakes himself out, like a dog,

and tramples through the tide,

to fetch me from my fantasising.

 

The stars have told me I’m a sheep,

and though I’m soft, and sweet,

no dog shall be my master,

and I’d hoped never to run at one’s command.

 

The whistle whispers,

I resist running,

but I shudder, and I slither,

and I catch a train,

to have my taken man,

like the hypnotised snake he knows I am.


RECENT CREATIVE WRITING COLLECTIONS
Baby Steps
Darling, Desperate, Dismal Girl

Amor, Amor


RECENT UPCOMING COLLECTION PREVIEWS
“Baby Back There” from Ours

“Window Shop” from Ours

“Beach Walk” from Ours
“Baby Blue” from Summer Of Love
“The Bride Wore Blood” from Ladylike

RECENT BLOGS
An Open Letter To Miranda Larbi, In Relation To Unicorns
Thought Provoking Stories In Your Horror Movies? It’s More Likely Than You’d Think!

Get To Know Me 🙂


COME FIND ME
Twitter
Instagram
Ask Jen
Facebook
Patreon
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