Poetry

The Official Poetry of Jeffrey John Watson

If you asked

Me,

“What are you

About..?”

“I am 

About feeling 

God”

Might be the reply,

A blood letting 

Sentence

Serving

A confession

To this sonic machine

“I am a lightening rod for the Cosmos”

Words that cannot

Know,

“No”

Begin to describe

This plotline reverie

This slow 

Evaporating

This rowing on

Placid

Endless Sea

In an empty

Summer house

I found a garden 

A bamboo chapel 

Where a stone approximation

Of H** sat

We’ve been 

Summoning 

The demolition of words

Cacophonous thickets

Green with city noises

Cathedrals of guttural semiotics

H** profile is a heavy obalisk

Towering

Quantum Mirror

We are a smudge 

On infinity 

Salty bifurcations

Surfacing oneness

Defying solar abyss

Tumescent and voidal

Orotund vacancies

Of hymn

Prayer and sleeping grecian gymnasiums

Where feathers are carving

Carving this marble vacuum 

“Ive been slicing spirit from the bone”

In H** eyes

Its the look

Never retreating 

Everlasting 

Disintegrating into 

Galaxies 

Without noise

Without sound 

Without

Forever

Without

If you asked

Me,

“What are you

About..?”

“I am 

About feeling 

God”

Might be the reply,

A blood letting 

Sentence

Serving

A confession

To this sonic machine

“I am a lightening rod for the Cosmos”

Words that cannot

Know,

“No”

Begin to describe

This plotline reverie

This slow 

Evaporating

This rowing on

Placid

Endless Sea

In an empty

Summer house

I found a garden 

A bamboo chapel 

Where a stone approximation

Of H** sat

We’ve been 

Summoning 

The demolition of words

Cacophonous thickets

Green with city noises

Cathedrals of guttural semiotics

H** profile is a heavy obalisk

Towering

Quantum Mirror

We are a smudge 

On infinity 

Salty bifurcations

Surfacing oneness

Defying solar abyss

Tumescent and voidal

Orotund vacancies

Of hymn

Prayer and sleeping grecian gymnasiums

Where feathers are carving

Carving this marble vacuum 

“Ive been slicing spirit from the bone”

In H** eyes

Its the look

Never retreating 

Everlasting 

Disintegrating into 

Galaxies 

Without noise

Without sound 

Without

Forever

Without