he did

it again with fists that left tracks against your cheek

held you with my words and hollow apologies

went home and felt the liquor against my throat

built myself up to how i was going to end it for him

i am your friend, it’s my duty isn’t it

but the dust of a coward coated my ears

another drink and we both can ignore

the makeshift characters we are so fond of being

we’re just Human

jurri j.

i remember

my heart kneeling to your premature loss

how when people said your smile was painted with your mother’s

your grin would expand to the grief in your eyes

clouded in a grace reflected in blue skies

and you would thank them with routine that commonly follows death

i will always be sorry for your loss

but i hope that you will shake the definition

you’re so much More

jurri j.

firecracker winds

and we’re falling into each other as blanketed flame

cool embraces that hold traces of nostalgic sounds undone

we live together sheltered in the cusp of the sun

the stolen moments two people keep when eyes have long dried

is a lifeline found from the past

salvation is promised to those that remember

when the mind fails hearts Ascend

jurri j.

i read

the words you scripted from feelings deep inside

and i try to imagine a life where sunlight bends to the sound

of your measured strokes against a blank page

the words you let spill, the emotion you uncaged

and for a moment i fall into one selfish thought

that maybe behind the swaying of the your soul that pens your heart

there was Me

jurri j.

i sleep

with images of red, white, and blue

shy away as they bleed into one another

fears on the battlefield reflected in the hearts that act as an anchored home

body shifts visibly, spirit shifts it’s tone

the price of freedom is etched in to the marrow of our soldiers

a subtle sigh to the souls that flourished

a turbulence found in tears to the many

to the brave that have fallen

words cannot offer the gravity of gratitude

you inspire, you Transcend

jurri d.

you know i try
not to give into the way the world crumbles
not to let the violence that outlines light
outshine a need to feel just, to feel right
but some days my head gets too heavy
and tears fall faster than my eyelids can catch them

you know i try
not to believe in things that seem fickle as luck
not to believe that misfortune can bequeath
the rountine beating, the kicking in of teeth
but some weeks span on without relief to catch a break
my mind weak at the trepidation within a shoe’s drop

you know i try
not to think about life in currency because i feel bankrupt
childhood wishes became an adulthood aimlessness
marked with weight; marked with finesse
that some times i hold my breath longer than I should
an oxygen deprived heart fights hard for life

a lesson i hope i Learn

jurri d.

you kill

me in ways that seem both solid yet surreal

like thunder in a mind that is just starting to awaken

from a sleep painted with dreams slightly out of grasp

you reach for me to hold; you reach to make it last

only to find that the attempt disappeared as soon as day broke

this is how you make a Ghost

jurri d.

i miss

the effortless motion of our palms connection

like heartbeats timed in unison by chance

but perfected by our souls that complement in ways not easily disguised

because when our fingerprints clasp in front of their eyes

they know love

jurri d.