#jeremy’s poetry

[jeremys-poetry-blog]

For did I not make you,

blood of my blood,

flesh of my flesh?

Infliction, infection,

I've poisoned the cup of life.

My dearest darling,

the work of mine hands.

I love you as god loves his sons.

With thorns and nails.

With hellfire and damnation.

I hate you as the artist, for all your flaws are mine.

My beautiful,

hideous,

pitiable being.

For I did make you,

blood of my blood,

flesh of my flesh,

heart of my heart,

cause of my death.

[soracities]

Jeremy Radin, from "Lazar Wolf the Butcher" (poem written during staging of Fiddler on the Roof at Paper Mill Playhouse, shared on his IG page) [ID'd]

[geryone]

Slow Dance with Sasquatch, Jeremy Radin

[wyverningx]

we're all in agreement that one of the main reasons that riko is so continually brutal to jean is because he can't stand the idea of jean (owned property, worthless, pathetic, useless waste of space) ever being better than him at exy, right? like yeah he's a sadist who enjoys the torture & dehumanisation & pain at face value, but some tiny, furious part of riko moriyama must know that jean moreau is an exy prodigy. that if jean were ever allowed to play a game uninjured and free of pain, riko wouldn't stand an ice cube's chance in hell. right?

[havingapoemwithyou]

sad by Jeremy Radin

[in-the-mists]

Poem, by Langston Hughes

Love is real and it existed in Boston

[quotefeeling]

Your mind is programmable, if you’re not programming it, then someone else will program it for you.

Jeremy Hammond

[jeremykillswitch]

I am emo.

I am unique

I am chic

I am mystique

I am fresh

I am THE flesh

I am the mighty crab who's power is all tangled in mesh

I am ability

I am for infinity

I am overflowing with creativity

But most of all:

I am Jeremy.

[thehopefulquotes]

Your mind is programmable, if you’re not programming it, then someone else will program it for you.

Jeremy Hammond

[hauntedppgpaints]

poetry is stored in the tags.

[jeremys-poetry-blog]

One of you will betray me tonight

It is not a question, or aimless rambling

It's not even a mourning plea

He says it as a fact

and I sit on the ground beside him

and his blood tastes bitter

and his flesh is dry

The angels move their glistening strings

puppets of puppets

Their voice whispers in my ear

like they will for the kings

and for the french girl

and the people of a foreign land

that never wanted to hear

I am the traitor

and though I hold no dagger

Brutus becomes very familiar to me

I kiss him farewell

and the Romans throw their bloodied coins at my feet

No one knows that my lips held thousands of apologies

No one knows that his eyes held no forgiveness

as he saw no crime

The others have left

back to their boats

and to their farms

The rope holds me sweetly

and I know I will sway with the wind soon

Son of God

I will never see you again

but I prefer this than to be enfolded in the arms

of a father

who would use me

to kill his

child

[geryone]

Slow Dance with Sasquatch, Jeremy Radin

[burningvelvet]

A Very English Scandal (2018)

[wehaveagathering]

the loneliest job in the world // tony hoagland

ben jackson / minas panagiotakis / len redkoles / mitchell leff / joel auerbach / jonathan daniel / eliot j. schechter / steve babineau / scott taetsch / bruce bennett / jared c. tilton / minas panagiotakis / gerry thomas / mark blinch / ben jackson / bruce bennett / jeff vinnick / andy marlin / norm hall / gerry thomas / bruce bennett

[userjoel]

[ first contact, communion from everyone on the moon is essential personnel ] by julian k. jarboe

[surqrised]

Your mind is programmable, if you’re not programming it, then someone else will program it for you.

Jeremy Hammond