Poems from Joshua Jones
I’m sick with a cold.
I haven’t been sick in so long thatthis cold is opening mental floodgates.
Each raspy cough brushes the dust off...
I fight with my clockit’s faceplate staring right passed my pupils phasing through defense mechanisms resembling the thick walls of area...
The corner of the Patio at a family-friends party, [insert city here], New Jerseyage group: 17-21population: me
Getting up for a new plate...
I don’t feel you anymore
Numb to spine shaking vibratos
Your crescendos don’t stretch my rib cage like they used to
My dearest piano, you...
I’m drowning
circling the drain in a sea of circular thoughtsthere’s too much gray area in these life lessons
My logic is charging as fast...