you really don’t want to know what happens
when this face comes off
you’re a real sunflower,
petals and all,
and i really want to know
how many of these are going to come off
before i do know
it’s magic in the air
and
it’s suffocating me
get too close
and i’ll make sure
you know what i mean
JD Jurado- Moods is about peeling back the layers of what a relationship means to someone.
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EVERY PART OF ME
IS SCREAMING OUT LOUD
but it’s over now
dragon, you’re out of time
every minutiae bears clocks of crooked sameness
all the same time
all
fro
zen
so
lid
YOU KNOW WHAT COMES NEXT
DON’T YOU
things fucking things
all thrown over other lopsided things
bears no repetition
no sameness
no repetition
no sameness
BUT I’M BLEEDING
I’M BLEEDING
out over
no
thing
caught
in
the
links
al
ter
nat
ing
con
stant
ly
there’s so much space
in the faraway place
to plant the things
you want
to see
grow
but where are you
where are you
where are you
WHERE ARE YOU
AND WHY CAN’T YOU HEAR ME
CAN YOU SEE THIS
CAN YOU HEAR THIS
DOES THIS
NEED
TO BE
REPEATED
HOW
MANY
TIMES
DO I HAVE TO SAY IT
TWICE?
HOW MANY TIMES
DOES IT HAVE
TO BE
TWICE
HOW MANY TIMES
WILL I
STAND
ON
THE
EDGE
before it all gives way
and these things don’t shift
and these things don’t mix
and these things don’t grow
“you’re the one
playing with fire,
dragonfly”
young one
dumb one
thinking out loud
“it’s rain on your parade
when it’s sun
everyday”
fuck
barely aware when i’m awake
i’m barely there
when it’s okay
i feel like everything is in circles
until it’s not
monstrous thoughts cloud this contrived thing
and it splits apart
shatters
into a thousand
disparate parts
and then it restarts
it’s again until it’s not
chasing rainbows
in forest aglow
full of impossible things
but this dragon i’m chasing
hasn’t been through here
since i went
and clipped its wings
JD Jurado – Dragonfly is about the experience required for real change to take place and how sometimes everything has to be erased and starting over before you can move forward.
mi-nu-ti-ae noun
the small, precise, or trivial details of something
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i tried taking my face off today
and i guess nobody wanted to see the real me
they kept telling me to put it back on
but i’ve been pent up for too long
i need to relieve something
i tried making friends with my demons
they didn’t want anything to do with me
they’d rather wait for my mask to fall off
and i don’t know what that means for me
i found out what they meant about me
all the things i shouldn’t know
all the things i should’ve known
it’s too late to change direction
it’s too late to realign now
why don’t you just take my goddamn face off?
JD Jurado- “No secret” is based on a feeling of imposter syndrome and the lingering feeling of paranoia that everyone knows.
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train headed nowhere
a new town passes by
and disappears
into the distance
a tunnel
another light at the end
another opportunity
to hold your breath
and wait to pass through
to the other side
rain
plays its refrain
and it always sounds the same
wind
with its frets and its furor
plays with the signposts
and takes with it
all the compost
the city streets are littered
with the drifting remains of consumed things
listless stragglers
from displaced worlds
each with empty eyes
or the glow of a cigarette where their scowl should be
the sting of old memories
phantom impressions
nostalgic longing lacking context
thinks
“i’ve been here before”
but knows not where
or when
the tremors of calm silence
have tendency to
knead
and the world cries
and the neon lights scream
and the storm is a song of its own
cascading through the endless channels
of the empty cities you’ve populated in your head
gusty apparition
of a sordid manifestation
reflections of a screen and the static of existence
speckled and starlit
glistening
gorgeous madness
red
burning
impatience
disgusted with its magic
conjures molten fingers
and melts your
mundane habits
rock bottom is a feeling
not a place
and not a person
and surely not you
not now
not yet
this form will be a siren
combusts
will come alive
seethes caustic
bleeds cathartic
trusts them
why?
the sky has been heartbroken
since the day
you lost them last
and now you’re here
so mend this broken heart
let this pass
when you find it
does it ache?
trapped in the headlights of a killer’s eyes
to be powerless
paralyzed
haunted by the wordless gaze
to know
you’re already a ghost
haunting
a closed-circuit maze;
echoes on your windowsill
outlines of industrial showers
the outside world streaks and dulls
to brooding violet
and you sulk
on your side of the letters
plugged into your degausser
cannot connect
to what never was a charger
on the other side
of the uncanny valley
the space seems farther
than you would barter the rest for
you jump anyways
the bottomless pit deprives each scene of all color
and each motion forgets to be completed
the lines erase themselves
fantasy crumbles
the fragile worlds
you built
smear
like mascara
and tears
“i was lost with you
and now i’m lost without you”
shatters
all else
let this moment be over
and let me hold you
for myself
if for no one else
i have nowhere left
but down
JD Jurado – Malaise is an unfamiliar city, how days pass so suddenly, watching rain through a window, and being unable to connect through words alone.
de-gauss-er verb
To remove or neutralize the magnetic field of.
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boy, it’s easy
to be a problem
to be a thorn in your side
i’m a ghost
never had to be a fight
only had to be
right there
i can feel hearts on fire
because your chest
is unbelievably warm
i’m myself when allotted permissions
and i pine for nothing
when i heel for bliss
angst is not a feeling i’m familiar with
at all
slow burn
hurts my mind
drags me inside new shell
fashion husk
dangerous
lick of ice
melting through my fingertips
i sleep in nails
and fuck myself
when i can’t be bothered to
be a kid
i just want you to know who i am
because i want
scars
tearing
down
your
cheeks
JD Jurado -Phantom is about chasing familiar sensations, trying to feel things you’ve felt before.
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