Freaks and mirrors
This is my life.
i owe it all to the music by jason wright
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SiEaRRaqTQw&feature=youtube_gdata_player I listen to each synapse spark in both my minds, and both my hearts In all eight ventricles, I feel the blood mix with the ink I feel the music [...]
A radio song gone on too long
In the clutches of greatness Was a man who wanted to be famous He sat there waiting so long He could have been a waitress or a doctor Cause man, did [...]
Blue On prospect street
That lady has sweet dance moves Writing on the Roosed Making my mind loose Writing at the crest of a wave Blinking twice Who saves the saints when they come matchin [...]
Suburban Sky by Jason Wright
I tried to sing about you But my guitar wouldn't let me Instead it wept softly and gently I wanted to sing about how to me you're like family Where when [...]
(judge) me
Wasn't happy with that effort Knew with a little more effort That I could do better now I look on the train Wait now I remember I don't do this for [...]
Old whiskey memories
I'm blocked again friend Writing was my first mistake Following up my second Cause my mind is premium I want to live my life unleaded I want to be heading in [...]
Mac on the Mic dedicated to Sabrina Gravanti
On a Wednesday morning , stuck on the train I think about last night, saw Mac Lethal at the Middle East Dudes a beast With a rapid release like Benadryl, and [...]
Sex and a sandwich by Jason wright
Alright here comes a shining light There's a train on this track loaded with dunno mite no I mean dynomite thats alright, blame the slip up on auto type writing with [...]
Dedication by JSN WRT
Here I go with an awful first sentence and a sickness either the pen I ink with or the mind I think with usually drips down too quick, get motion sickness [...]
Something Static
Writers block Walking through mid time traffic I see many worlds unfold That was the first lines of a poem I wrote so long ago Before I had mic control Had [...]
Liar. Liar. Pants…. By Jason Wright
Damn It's hot in this jacket. Tried time trials Ran the miracle mile Turned the corner Showed my smile Changed my style Ran around loose like a spring unwound Like a [...]
One Day You’ll Understand Me
Back to thinking irrational Passion like an animal Lost in the wild Testing my stamina Running on empty No film in the camera I'm Rambo With no ammo Sitting in a [...]
Digital Paper by Jason Wright
When I walk I walk in circles When I write I find my purpose To spit free verses To make something Gold, and at best bronze But without a doubt I [...]
Shin Splints and Celebrations
Shin splints Turning 32 Losing everything But giving it back To you Writing in a Boston mind set Letting the sunshine in a little bit at a time Hobbled onto the [...]
Under the Microscope
On the train again People always staring Me always staring back Diverting my eyes to keep Polite Brain music Finding my thoughts again Letting the ink out my veins Onto the [...]
Windchime Wishes and Wishing Well dreams
Wishing (to be) Well Writing like a backyard BBQ trying to get the fire started and let the smoke breathe in new air I will not admit defeat Writers block hit [...]
Poets Diet by Jason Wright
Damn I sucked tonight Horrible on the mic I don't think I like my voice Doesn't sound right Maybe it was the microphone Maybe it was the band Nah they were [...]
Choking Timeline Poem
12:30 I eat begin to choke But still can breathe fine 1:00 Still choking Can't really concentrate 1:15 go to puke nonchalantly 1:20 Sit back in my chair 1:23 Tell friend [...]
A Poem About Nothing
Sent from my iPod It's 7:13 in the Am I sit half awake on the train There is a woman in the handicapped seat She is using two needles weaving together [...]
Live Strong
I look at my bracelet one on my right wrist to remind me of Jimmy and Nick, Jeremy and Amanda, and to know that an afterlife exists, or at least hope [...]
Mussoursky’s Medicine Box by Jason Wright
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O0wHkMPxmSo&feature=player_embedded Thank you and good night! Applause, wait for them to leave Step outside. I see you for three seconds Enough to let my soul show And I retreat back to [...]
Bus Driver (take two) by Jason Wright
My last poem was deleted. It was a poem about a bus driver. I'll try and recite it. Ahem... I'm a bus driver. Some words. More words. A few clever rhymes. [...]