Jackson Riley Biography

it’s to my own face
I hold the phone like a nine-inch knife,
quietly shaking/hesitating,
because
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it’s one of those monumental (nigh impossible) tasks;
one of Hercules’ labors.
tougher still than those age old questions:
what is love?
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it’s a stupid kind of loneliness.
an intentional loneliness.
a stupid kind of intentional, confidently optimistic loneliness.
the loneliness of a browneyed boy
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into her perfection I will plunge
(with naught but a flame,
and my indefatigable tongue.
then I’ll spin her spirit like a spider
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a friend of mine
asked me what my dream girl would look like.
well, Mel,
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