Weekly Weigh-In 251 lbs I saw a one lb drop on the scale, which is encouraging. I want to avoid losing weight too quickly however. There’s a lot going on inside my body right now…fat is being burned and muscle is being built. Weight can be a deceptive metric. I monitor it just as muchContinue reading “Progress Log: Week 04”
Author Archives: Jonah Sheridan Fenn
tribute to ginsberg
i read three days too late buried in a back page of the statesman-journal that ginsberg passed away. o obscurity o duplicity you once packed concert halls and universities with beatnik eccentricities wrapped up smack-dab in the center of controversy the midst of which is a frenetic collage of hybrid ethnicity o queerboy sad aContinue reading “tribute to ginsberg”
insignificance
fragmented dust motesupon your white windowsilldiffused by your breath scatter in sunlight drift within gentle backdrafts to rest at cat’s pawsswatting sciroccos,intangible currents sift,seep through bare floorboards carry fine powder upwards on backdrafts to land at its origin speaks only hushed whispers seeks your breath’s due attention.– j sheridan fenn c. 1997
humanity 1997
sometimes when the beast unwinds and sinks its polished fangs into the twisted veins and capillaries of my mind i find i’m metamorphosized with fuel-injected invective a mass-mediated derelict misdirecting emotions into anti-venin words barely heard by a functionally illiterate flock of fuck-ups uh…hello…can you read me loud and clear…? he’s breaking up he’s breakingContinue reading “humanity 1997”
Progress Log: Week 03
Weekly Weigh-In 252 lbs As expected for this week’s weigh-in, there wasn’t any progress made. The week before was just too chock full of crazy. I’m happy to report that I was more successful in all regards this week: workout sessions, sleep, and nutrition were all in pretty good shape. I’m also seeing some noticeableContinue reading “Progress Log: Week 03”
clarity
roadside ditch blackberry brambles reflect wet honeyed sunshine… a flash of inspiration. a wistful mist clings, lingers to forever green firs, blue spruce, and rusty autumn oak leaves, as if in tribute to night’s memory, while my breath hangs in front of me, a genie happy to be released from its bottle of skin toContinue reading “clarity”
railyard
stoned in separation anxiety my spirit hovers, then snaps back to me on the thread of your wrecking ball voice. don’t disturb the moment, man just wanna watch the trains roll in, read dim graffiti scrawled on rusted boxcars wonder where the hell the artists are and just how far these iron horses have run.Continue reading “railyard”
Progress Log: Week 02
Weekly Weigh-In 252 lbs (😱) Okay okay so the Covid 20 actually turned into the Covid 50. Yikes! Seriously, tho, I don’t want to get hung up on weight. Not only can it be deceiving but it can also start becoming an obsessive thing. I will do a weekly weigh-in, however, at the beginning ofContinue reading “Progress Log: Week 02”
convert
searched for jesus in a bottle one night…
god comes in many flavors:
jehovah, yahweh, allah, buddah
prince of peace…
mescaline, opium…
called mine valium,
the man-made god.
implored him for a miracle,
an immaculate reflection
some inspired conception
poetic nature
never suffer sparse subject matter…
writer’s block is bullshit.
poised artfully upon that smudged
line which barely distinguishes ecstasy
from mental exhaustion
consider dementians
of parallel psyches…
jockey for position
on a tightrope current
ready to snap under stress of
overload.
nervous breakdown dream state
land of liberty, home of the free…