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A PSA To My 3 Fans

Hello to my 3 ardent, loyal followers (I love you Mom)! In all seriousness, Justin Razor And The World, though a personal passion project, began reverently enough. Fresh off deployment and fueled by aimless angst birthed by problems I was unaware I harbored, I wrote extensively. Anyone that truly knows me knows that, at my core and if nothing else, I am a writer. As such, extensive journaling, whether physically or electronically, has been a lifelong habit. Cripplingly shy yet perpetually talkative, I was a study in convolution and paradoxes. Sitting at a bar one night in San Diego drinking tea, because I'm a fucking badass, I had just finished penning "Dying Star", a free verse poem about a girl I briefly knew in Coronado. Following the unerring support and relentless bitching of a blessed friend who will remain anonymous at her own behest, I purchased the domain name, birthed in Dubai while devouring kebobs consisting of naught but lamb and beef. I realized that, even…
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The L Word

The L Word



So breathless/
You're coquettish/
I know lessons/
Learned in the past grow tender/
In my mind, but close reference/
Will slow questions/
About this show, let's just/
Let nature/
Take her/
Lead and sew tempting/
Odes, guesses/
You're rose scented/
I noticed when swift-/
Ly you glowed steady/
Past me, awoke, deafened/
As I dozed, rested/
Reality broke, rendered/
Me alone, reckoned/
I'd goad a semblance/
Of hope restless/
From you, a joke, pensive/
But when you spoke, blessings/
Poured endless/
From your lips, a grove treasured/
With gold petals/
Fallen from cozy nestled/
Flowers, a moan, pleasured/
By old memor-/
Ies, low embers/
As the smoke settles/
You said I was a mirage, transient/
Here, gone, ambient/
"This feels wrong", you said, grabbing at/
Me, a kiss caught, happiness/
Is ours, laughing and/
Singing, lift off, crashing in/
To mixed stars, antsy and/
Quick I'll smash these threats/
To our hidden spot, gravity/
Wont dissolve passionate/

Puritan

Puritan




I see long strolls/
On lost scrolls/
I've read, absolved, cold/
But not bored/
Of the hot scorn/
I've earned, chalk pours/
Down its scarred board/
From harsh boor-/
Ish rains that mopped floors/
Clean and halted chores/
Calm before/
The stalled storm/
My parched soul/
It's caused more/
Than a heart torn/
Apart for/
No reason other/
Than a deeper cut for/
A creeping dusty/
Harp's chord/
My star's warm/
And you're all warned/
That these cards shorn/
From a fleeting custom/
Are beating up the/
Tall, short/
And tarred, hoarse/
Dark horse/
Starched, coarse/
And marked floral/
Though I sound a tad redundant/
But I had to punch this/
Active running/
Mouthy fucker/
In the back to summit/
This mountain, lunch is/
Tasting sweeter/
Make defeat a/
Fountain rushing/
To the surface, get lashed and blunted/
Ashes flushed in/
To the floor, savage lunging/
Towards the outer drudger-/
Y, asking, wondering/
Why the past is thundering/
Acid, stomach/
Seems to be reacting …

Mexican Standoff

Mexican Standoff



I'm often dreaming/
And lost in scheming/
That obnoxiously/
Slaughters these/
Softer scenes and/
All this bleak/
Emotion topples me/
But talk is cheap/
So living tropically/
Was the best medicine/
For an indefenite/
Amount of time, sentencing/
Me to hollow leanings/
Locks and keys sing/
Through the Autumn's breezy/
Air, harshly clinking/
Together, washing, cleaning/
My sorrowful evening/
Constant leaving/
After polishing these/
Admonished three things/
Called years, I'll astonish deeper/
Opportunities/
Pawned off you and me/
Moss on jewelry/
Is caught proving me/
Wrong for cluelessly/
Moving on from choosing these/
Awful prudences/
That stop me brutally/
Stalking stupid things/
Haunting booths and re-/
Minding myself in a hostile usurping/
Of my cautious movements, these/
Topics fooling me/
Are a novice oozing genes/
That rocket newer things/
Up to my pockets, Uber eats/
Of logic, shrooms and E/
Hydroponics, putrid leaves/
Are talking through to me/
Appal…

Suburbia

Suburbia




Promiscuity/
Is not that new to me/
Were lost and foolishly/
Caught refusing these/
Bits of truth, coddled, useless we/
Fought refusing these/
Feelings, now I'm on top, a movie scene/
The plot, you and me/
Lost, moving, we/
Are locked, groove in sync/
Hearts move to beats/
Set by the partner, soothing cream/
You first, I'm not the losing team/
Art, removing these/
Starched, bluish sheets/
And all sleuthery/
To find the mark, prove to me/
That this is worth staying for/
You claim the war/
Inside my head is baiting your/
Maternal instincts, patience born/
Of an unwavering force/
With ancient scores/
To settle with me/
Definitely/
Repaying for/
My scathing scorn/
I get anxious, bored/
And bathe in more/
Filthy waters, nascent core/
Ideals can't tame me anymore/
Than a shade has torn/
Cascading warmth/
Away from my aching form/
When I'm laying dole-/
Ful under its shadow, untainted old/
Ideals/
Might feel/
Different, gaining cords/
That act as heartstrings/
To ca…

Shadowed Beaches

Shadowed Beaches



Out of your shadow/
The hurt, shallow/
Curt mouth of/
Love disturbs and glows/
With the burn of damned coals/
I learn and grow/
But the firm hand so/
Present/
Is clever/
And works fast so/
I swerve, gallop/
Towards the birth slandered/
By your Earth, stand broke/
And churn malleable/
I'm sure candor/
Could light obscure candles/
With mirth found low/
In the dirt, hands o-/
Ver come by ferns, tramples/
Underneath/
So come to me/
And earn power/
Germs answer/
When I search faster/
For pure rapture/
I cure phantoms/
With demure outlooks/
And purge dandruff/
From the worst after/
Effects of my thoughts, lurch outward/
Because independence/
Between this obsession/
And me is reflecting/
A listless trek in-/
Ward/
So this pers-/
On could figure lessons/
Out for himself, youthful indiscretions/
I'm quick to mention/
Cause sick resentment/
Except they're not pictures capturing/
Me digging depths with/
Missing trenches/
The missiles headed/
Towards me are figments …

Broken In Two

Broken In Two




My mirror is cracking/
Veneer is crackling/
With the sheer ecstatic/
Electricity neither here or passed when/
My fear, it traps me/
A clear enrapture/
With the wheels of bastard/
Thoughts that keep me feeling damned for/
No reason, I hear disasters/
In the clearest pastures/
Cheering after/
I smear my actual/
Name with sneers and bad words/
Austere and dashing/
Underneath this peerless fascist/
Anxiety, it's dreary, scattering/
Me across the searing land of/
Hell, my queries capture/
The mere attachments/
I harbor towards the dearest answers/
The stillness ravaged/
A silly trap for/
A kneeling Cancer/
Incarcerated/
By the constant hatred/
Levied at himself, a walk I'm fated/
To march in slavery/
Until the end of these arduous days in/
Purgatory/
It hurts to warn these/
Perfect torches/
I carry while nauseous, tainted/
Only in my mind, but not forsaken/
Watch the pavement/
Its tarred and layed with/
Carnage breaking/
Down the walls I raised in/
A dark mistaken/
H…