1.31.2021

Tangled

 I’ve been lost


Yup you’ve beat 

Me my mind, 

Bested me



Not yet ready I 

Assumed goodbye 

While all said hello

My mind laughed

Through filter

Saying


It is the worst.

It is the worst.


Further, that my 

Mind said I am

Intricate and

I can say it all


At Once


With certain 

Surrender of

Worst case 

Scenarios 

1.05.2021

Lessons

 Practical one on one remote lessons in the arts 


Justinedwardmoore.com/lessons 

1.03.2021

Fulfilled meaning gap

Lapse of facts retract then attack

Filling worth, willingly only, will push

Us, seize us, step in the way when

We were on the wrong side street


Breaking silence meticulously 

Stammering quickly, perfectly


Summer Winter Fall Spring


Believe us when we are us

Including you and those 

Around you. Immediate

Sense made and made

To move forward from

What else except the

Immovable movers

Essence of force

Single malt Japanese whiskey



I’ve sat among the highest pontificating 

And the most maddened underbelly


I’ve seen red and blue lights 

Telling my soul to run run run


To tell another day of my past

Ways gone wrong to learn to

Cope through inspirational 

Posters truths profound


I’ve set sail on the sea

Of cheese seeing 

Belief as a given


In a society where nothing else is

Given a given to sell high and buy

Low blue blue electric blue that’s

The color of my room where I will


Live

Grieve

Give

Saint Joseph Benedict Labre

 That’s my love. Left in the psych ward designated smoking area:


I will wait. I will wait for you, unknown psych ward patient, patiently. I know you. Know one does. Yet you’ve my mother heart. Her whole incomplete: my never know rapture, night laughter amidst screaming, leaving with no option outside unless under an overpass unknown placated philistinism surmounted, yet not much else:


I sing for you, psych ward patient, amidst chaos whom has found a broken love worth mending, beyond my abilities, beyond my worth, beyond, beyond Beyond! Screaming in the night amidst laughter you know unknown truest soldier, the psych ward smoker whom has found a love static, I only hope you’ve found it in rare symbolic movement for the good none of us know, your private fix it up.