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Reading zen's journal

My skin is flayed
every nerve
raw
exposed
to you
don’t touch
please don’t touch me
as long as I can recall
i’ve always felt this way
contageous
unclean

Dirtified in
your presence
dirtified by
ur lack of presence

Im available
but not for you
im available
but not
im unavailable
at all

Jesus Christ alone
can’t save me
its all there
a thousands years
living under
a millenia of sins
nerves are raw
and i feel ur thoughts
pressing deep

Youve dirtified my nind
i knew it all along
dirtified my soul
with your burning

Im not here
unavailable
to your touch
I’m available
but not for you
your love

I'll bet that just took 5 years off my life--but GODDAMM if it wasn't worth every second

I don't know about the rest of the readers but I'd venture to say that Zen is probably the most diverse, open minded and imaginative writer we have here. I think he has hit us with another of his brilliant works, slapped us in the face with pure, raw, emotional energy that comes from places that most of us rarely travel... Yeah Zen... you are truly.... Zen!

I love it, I want more, don't stop!

I'm not into poetry but I dig zen.

Aah, una bella finestra!

You may truly be my biggest fan. Thank you majic.

I've always thought it important to feel the story before ever committing a thing to words.

Stories, poems, writing, is a living thing. It's like a person, they're individuals, and they can't be related to in the same way.

Sometimes my words are respectful and behaved, sometimes they're an unruly whore that needs to be pimp-slapped and sorted out. Sometimes my words listen to me, other times they do as they choose.

I always appreciate your feedback buddy. I'd love to give you a private thank you sexxi :)

I'll bet that just took 5 years off my life--but GODDAMM if it wasn't worth every second