two bees on the mint
i crawl through the other side
morning maneuver
(c) janean lesyk
8.24.2009
8.22.2009
8.20.2009
sketches for my sweetheart...
8.19.2009
8.18.2009
world's knife

I am a moth’s wing
transparent and thin
anxiously fluttering around
always seeking light
always seeking
but thin and transparent.
I have forgotten to eat soul pie
filled up on fake cake
so hungry for light.
I feel the side of the world’s knife
spreading me thin
until absorbed and unrecognizable
so thin
like a moth’s wing
seeking light.
(c) 2001 painting and poem by janean lesyk
8.17.2009
8.10.2009
pulp/clot
blood doesn't mean much
when it's juice you're after
sip. it. down.
pretend you're friends in laughter
in the end, if you can remember,
it will all settle down
become clear, disaster
i won't be far
but you'll get no reaction
two steps away
i'll go the opposite direction
cause blood is warm
boils to perfection
and juice will spoil
lacks the necessary traction
to keep you from falling off the edge
to keep you from falling off the edge
to keep you from falling off the edge
to keep you from falling off the edge
when you feel the slip
chew the pulp for flavor
it's all you get
the last bit to savor
before the fall
you signed your name on waiver
in juice, not blood
when you denied to save her
when you feel the slip
chew the pulp for flavor
it's all you get
the last bit to savor
before the fall
you signed your name on waiver
in juice, not blood
when you denied to save her
new song lyrics
(c) 2009 janean lesyk
8.08.2009
8.06.2009
8.04.2009
vintage healing
7.24.2009
7.20.2009
7.14.2009
blue flame

i’m a torch carrier
it’s just who i am
i’m holding one for you
as long as i can
but the time will soon come
for me to need rest
it is hard out here alone
i’m giving you my best
This is your last chance.
i’m a torch carrier
within reason, i say
this reason is clear
i want you to stay
but time is running out
i want to protest!
WARNING: i will checkout
i will digress
This is your last chance.
im holding a torch
- it is for you -
there isn’t much light
the flame is now blue
it’s just who i am
i’m holding one for you
as long as i can
but the time will soon come
for me to need rest
it is hard out here alone
i’m giving you my best
This is your last chance.
i’m a torch carrier
within reason, i say
this reason is clear
i want you to stay
but time is running out
i want to protest!
WARNING: i will checkout
i will digress
This is your last chance.
im holding a torch
- it is for you -
there isn’t much light
the flame is now blue
poem (c) 2009 janean lesyk
photograph (c) cig harvey
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