Jason Buskey : Writing

black

black

A Poem by Jason Buskey


i lookedand sawnothingthedistancecontinuedandit seemedjustout ofreachsooni held itin myhandsuntilthenumbnessleft methenfolded itneatlyintosmallerpiece..
A Filthy Animal

A Filthy Animal

A Poem by Jason Buskey


A smile so singularThe darkness crept in fearSought refugeIn the deepest silenceFestering like all woundsIt waitedA filthy animalFilled with spiteIt f..
Talons

Talons

A Poem by Jason Buskey


Whats left whenMemories talonsSlash throughEvery smileEvery breathThat mufflesScreamsI don’t want itNot nowI don’t want to rememberThe gra..
we will conquer

we will conquer

A Poem by Jason Buskey


for my lost love
the blind puppeteers

the blind puppeteers

A Poem by Jason Buskey


more for my true love
The Watchmaker

The Watchmaker

A Story by Jason Buskey


synchronicity, freewill, fate
Billy Sunday

Billy Sunday

A Story by Jason Buskey


fictional short inspired by someone i once knew....
the map is not the territory

the map is not the territory

A Poem by Jason Buskey


a mother holds her childs hand (as if in imitation of the sea and shore beside them) and says softly to him, "see this is a boardwalk, its m..
asymmetry

asymmetry

A Poem by Jason Buskey


which reflects your realtiy? lost dimensions of unequaled rhythm condemned to a pinpoint in space time manifesting itself in broken numbered days ..

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