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:: Jen Whatevr ::

Submit your original poetry to be displayed in the Penman Lounge on freestylevision.com

I come from San Francisco. I enjoy getting free, playing loud music, standing up for myself and my friends, living every moment as a sacred moment. A balance of being an asshole and a genuinely loving person.

::04:16:08::

::: RIP :::

I found myself
Under a dusty pile of bricks
It wasn’t just one push
A few
Still in the ground
Grinning
Fingers turning green
Face red
Five sides
Five points
Five fingers
Lost eye
Learning how to blink again
The pigments
Rising to the surface
The rivers of crimson ecstasy
Connect me
To the core

Written by: ~ Jen Whatevr

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