oh, common life

Jake.

Jackie Chan's unused stunt double. Occasionally writes things. Lighting technician. Bookseller. Cynical optimist. Drug free.

"I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you."
-Jack Kerouac

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365

writtenseconds:

summer’s in full bloom
and yet you live in autumn
fall is the hardest

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  #haiku  

Posted on 19 July, 2014
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inconsistencies.

Someone just called me their favorite tumblr poet and i think i just died. While i am undeservingly flattered to the moon, there are so many better writers on here. If you would be so inclined, please check out my writing blog. But, more importantly, please give punchdrunkdove and strawberryminefield a look. They are my two favorite writers on all of tumblr and deserve so much recognition.

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #spilled ink  #punchdrunkdove  #strawberryminefield  

Posted on 13 July, 2014

"milwaukee"

writtenseconds:

the cracks;
a prelude,
or an effigy.

cascading
down the primrose path.
in the shadow of the second city;
destroyed by carved smiles,
jagged,
armed to the teeth
with a feigned sense of
responsibility
and humility.
hollowed out
with a brewing superficiality.
running on fumes.

watching you rot
from the inside
long before you rot
on the outside.

5-11-14

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  

Posted on 11 May, 2014
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"seasonal affective disorder"

writtenseconds:

a little lotion will remedy
the cracks in your skin
but your shoes are never quite prepared
for what you’re about to step into
the salt beneath your feet
the skeletons you keep
itching beneath the cracks in your skin
just out of reach

3-25-14

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  #winter  #depression  #seasonal affective disorder  

Posted on 25 March, 2014
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7th St.

writtenseconds:

there was a stop sign
at the bottom
of the hill

when the neighborhood was young

they’ve since grown up
grown out
into
whatever they were meant to be

one day the stop sign was taken down

they still stop
at the bottom
of the hill

3-21-14

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  #nostalgia  #childhood  #growing up  

Posted on 21 March, 2014
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sink/swim

writtenseconds:

engulfing
the salty breath of life
burning
filling the lungs
washing out
what’s 
left

just
words 
left
unwritten
thoughts
left 
in the deep

ill-conceived
choking
beneath the surface

what worth is there?

10-16-13

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  #sink  #swim  

Posted on 16 October, 2013
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risk/reward

writtenseconds:

don’t close your eyes
don’t
you’ll miss 
what comes next

what is it
that kills
you

is 
it 
the 
fall

or the landing?

10-16-13

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  

Posted on 16 October, 2013
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"generations" or "an adoptive son coming to terms with his surroundings"

writtenseconds:

kid, 
you’ll never have your mother’s eyes
or the creases in your father’s face
the heightened risk of heart disease
or defined jaw line

so why are we all so lonely?

10-9-13

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  #adoption  #adopted  #heritage  #lineage  #lonely  

Posted on 9 October, 2013
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"distance"

writtenseconds:

it’s just
you
always
with that far off
look
miles away
you’re so goddamn distant

where’d you go this time?
is there room for one more?

8-4-13

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  #distance  #where did you go  #insomnia  

Posted on 4 August, 2013
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writtenseconds:

Memo to self:
Remember to feel
but only when the timing’s right
In conjunction
with the daily routine
of scheduled events
Never to breach
the walls of twilight
Passed the point of comings and goings
Remember to feel
when feeling’s got company
To feel envelopes
one’s very being
until there’s nothing left
It can be awfully dangerous to feel.

8-2-13

something i wrote at 4am last night. delirium sets in around then.

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  

Posted on 3 August, 2013
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"innocent until proven"

hesitant
the words
sharp like daggers
bitter like your tea

heartbroken
from the loss
of saturday mourning cartoons
and going out for
recession on the playground
scrambling for fragments
of your generation
defiant of mediocrity
attempts
at coming to terms
with the terms of agreement

heavy breaths
pupil dilation
"just count back from ten
it’ll be over soon..”

6-3-13

Tagged #personal  #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  #nostalgia  #childhood  

Posted on 3 June, 2013

we sit here with lenses focused
making wishes on light long since extinguished
stars burning out at the turn of the sky

we sit here with lenses focused
searching for the answers
ignoring the signs

we sit here with lenses focused
rebuking the hindsight
covering one’s tracks

as heaven comes crashing down
was it all you hoped it would be?

3-25-13

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  

Posted on 25 March, 2013

home is always with you
and with you
the music follows
but sometimes
its creators do not follow
not for long
sometimes
they fall behind you
left only with the memories

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  #3-22-13  #my chemical romance  #music  

Posted on 22 March, 2013

smoke & mirrors

writtenseconds:

when i was
in the peak of my youth
a pretty little thing
told me that
life is like a blossoming flower
beautiful and delicate
and to be cherished

but I knew better..

life is like a card trick
a magic show
mesmerizing
and backhanded
captivating
to the ignorant
and only understood
by the wise and well-educated
well
“educated”
and yet never fully comprehended

you wouldn’t want to spoil the magic

3-20-13

Tagged #writing  #poetry  #poem  #spilled ink  

Posted on 20 March, 2013
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http://writtenseconds.tumblr.com

hey guys, if you didn’t hear, i’ve set up a separate blog solely for my writing from now on! please check it out if you’re following for my writing (which is awesome if you are!). any signal boosting would be greatly appreciated!

Tagged #thanks!  #writing  #poetry  

Posted on 9 March, 2013


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