I wake up everyday and take pills and pills and pills
the insanity will go- I was promised
I don’t think she has

I am tired today. I am tired everyday
The sense of awakening is lost
I can feel it in my aching bones
Pentetrating darkness

I am a stranger in my body
I cannot remember who I was
I can no longer smile
I don’t go outside
I am always alone

I drink my coffee and meanwhile I can’t help but keep
killing myself over and over and over
I love the feeling of fatality that fills my lungs

I am lost everywhere I go and I am shrinking quickly
I am missing out on everywhere and I am declining fast
Every day is one day closer to the darkness
(Shall I go to bed?)
And there are times when I can’t look away from it

I don’t feel anything anymore
How long can I dangle down here on a string?
Saying goodbye to broken promises
The madness is dying
But it is all wrapped up in me

Even the snowfall meant nothing this year

All alone and pondering
About whether ghosts are real

-Jesse Haydn

In Between

Have you ever stopped to notice
the spaces between things
Empty patches of sky between the branches and leaves of the trees
A murmuration of birds as they dance on the air with one mind
Like a negative between words on a page?
Have you ever been swallowed?
By the deep and infinite timelessness between the stars
Between footprints in a blanket
of wet diamonds
Between the notes of a mystical masterpiece
Between you and me and us?
I think from time to time
there’s beauty in the lack of.
Peace in the nothing-
if you can find it
in the fragments of sky
through the forest.

-Jesse Haydn

In Between II

Are you still awake?
Do you percieve the space between objects?
Place the sky between the branches and leaves
Birds undulate as they dance in the air with one mind
What’s wrong with the word on this page?
Did you swallow them all?

In depth and at the end of the time between the stars
Between the footprints on the blanket
The Milk Diamond
Between a mystical masterpiece
Between you and me and us?

Shalom Aleichem-
(And unto you, peace.)
If you see it
The fragments of heaven
Through the forest.

-Jesse Haydn


So misty beneath the rain
The passion is dying
I am rabid in the light
I howl like vaporous dogs over the wind
I will lie down and give myself to the earth
It is quite lovely under the flowers
Wrapped in roots and darkness
Be luminous I say and unafraid
The devil isn’t all bad
There is a spirit in my likeness climbing a tree in the back yard

So misty beneath the rain
We are sticky under the ground
Awaken! The sin has died
I atone
So wanting to lie beneath the clouds
We draw humming delusions beneath the brume like cards and unfulfilled dreams
We conjure lustful worthless gems below the ground
Heavy! The night is over
The day is dying
Tomorrow I will be something else entirely

So misty beneath the rain
The end continues
I break and break and break
Shadows seek themselves
Lost in broad daylight
With so many roads to choose from
And with what regrets forgotten
A train goes by
When the world was new

-Jesse Haydn

Very Violet

Very violet within the air
And comely is the land
We stretch vaporous meaning over the spirits
The thought is flowing that
We are dazzling over the rocks
We cavort with cold tomb stones over the dreamscape.

Very violet within the air
We grasp dream-like animals beneath the earth
Atone! The demon is coming and going
Be wary and defiant
Seeing the light
With no words left.

Very violet within the air
For how long
the lover
wandered aimlessly
while the crowd simply watched.

-Jesse Haydn


I feel empty when you go.
Even cooking is lonely when you are not here. What’s the point?
How can I be an entire human being?

I blast music in my headphones-
When they scream-
I can still hear the silence
(I can’t drown it).

I miss you.
Please stay with me.
Please do not leave.

My anxiety hurts.
My hands are shaking as I write this, it’s almost unreadable, and the page is wet
And the words disappear a little.

I’m still cooking.
What do you do yourself when you’re done?

It hurts.
I want to cry.
I think I will.

-Jesse Haydn

The Traveler

Strange and enchanting against the wind
You enjoy huge maidens on the flowers.

Be light. The birth never ends.

Everyone is buzzing behind the wind.
I create willing women under the sky.
Can you dig it?

My children, the tranquilizer ghosts are on fire.
Ahhh! Sin never ends
Nor does the pain.
Ask his way
and find road signs.

Strange how life will run away from you sometimes.
Opaque and insecure
A lucky sin
A kind of wind that blows
Where at last
The traveler
Looks for landmarks
Before help could come.

How long do you talk to your own face in the mirror?
Forgetting who you are

moment after moment.

-Jesse Haydn

Under the Gods

Strangely brilliant under the gods-
The country is desperate
Watercast design
It is much too much.
It is found there that he fled.

The Violet Tower
A sad soul of peace and blossoms and leeches.

Ah! Birthdays will go on
A special God-
And after the wet smoke crystal transformation
Desire fades.

I don’t want to pay for a coin-
I can’t understand it
The wind blows
Until the end
Just words.

-Jesse Haydn

4:04 AM 11/27/2020

It was dark and light blue.

Offensive and invisible under the towers
We threw flower headstones before the fire
Alas! Madness grows
I am luminous under the clouds
I grow dance clubs in the middle of the air
Sin is dying

It was dark and light blue.

He tramples on powerful men at the bottom of the sea
Sin runs an
Opaque hope
Trying to remember
A promise
And memories
Of a dear friend
Coming through song
In a strange light.

-Jesse Haydn

3:44 AM 11/27/2020

We are colored under the spirit
Not everyone is safe under the rain
We shine from the light like a heavy game
So bright that the Evenings are hard and
Dried up.

We create great electronic thoughts in the eyes of God
We are colored under the spirit
I caught a black dog in the smoke.

Jealousy is dead-
Hope for the afterlife
A hell’s optimist.

I can not understand
An empty promise.

-Jesse Haydn