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Being jealous means being resentful or bitter. It is a non-productive emotion that can destroy your relationships and keep you from focusing on your own well-being. Jealousy requires you to focus energy on the object of your jealousy rather than yourself, which can prevent you from achieving your own goals and living your life to the fullest. While severe jealousy issues may be difficult to overcome, you can learn to get over your jealousy issues by changing the way you feel about yourself.

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The Undance: Born of Bullet-Song

i am not afraid of the undance
and after all this race of time
every moment of confusion
my mind has gone lateral
put my fist through the livid
every hour of lack and loneliness
sat with red eyes on the vault
felt the cold circular indentation
of the barrel against my temple
every whispered ridicule finger
my ice-breath quick like monsters
i hummed the bullet through
and with a crack through lipids
my liquid thoughts rained
on white texture-plaster wall
every second guessers guess
i crawled over to witness my life
then i knew what i cannot explain
but that i can only display
a dangling key to everything
such a thing it fits no door
once i had it i was pulled away
then my eyelids sprang open
for every nerve a needle
every wince of painful pain
came like lightning through me
from curling toes to hatshelf
my hands seizured i burned
but the cells were conquering
i waste at one with god
then moved reborn and grew
rose out and carbon-torn
a platinum past of tribulation
formed a higher form of form
without lies without ill-wisdom
awoke parched and parted lips
put down my hand to brace me
as this night begins i now prepared
hold every verse accountable
strap on this shiny dancing shoe
and strut upon your souls

( by LukasBryson; LAB7media, LLC )

sHIFt

so i shift and wonder wildly
the unmaking of this world
my ears now open widely
this fine opus sounds benign
and in this paltry fascination
sated by such simple fractures
otherwise couth by design
i set myself some idle task
just to tame a begging lust
my hurried hands a flurry
set to music what i wonder
truly fouler notes not heard
have ever ringed or ranged
and still quite don’t compare
to the most unsettling sound
of this unfixed world turning
on the teeming boundless hark
my reminding mind’s remind
that what i hated
bettered me

( by LukasBryson; LAB7media, LLC)

Why Shouldn’t

why shouldn’t our sick time fall
like a broken undeserving star
a pity that the haste so waits
we strike at life like coiled snakes
be they all blind to horrors done
so rise not longer burning sun
i ask thee
why shouldn’t weary titan wake
and with a tide of devils make
those dying last transform to first
and all of best become the worst
white blooming now in blackness bring
for longer let no songbird sing
i beg thee
why shouldn’t we be dragging chains
drilling a poison through our veins
or counted up with crooked numbers
face decaying sickness lingers
let no brightness bring a smile
and all in comfort choke on bile
i pray thee
leave none be
no one forgiven
but do spare me

( LukasBryson; LAB7media, LLC )

fickle sip

we’re just a fickle sip
the fizzy and unsure
who sit uphill and climb
high and starward gaze
into a syrupy dream
of a quint outstretched
never fail to fall
for aliens with chisels
in glossed saucers
let slip feet and branches
rocks and busted backs
a ting-tin cylinder a lesson
ill-remembered treaty
with the cold ground
and the politics of pain
yet still so rarely falter
from the trip
and what’s this sucker
here go sailing for
to make the while worth
a battle-sip that calls
my name in earthly gold
and billow for a heart
with just some phonics
carved on the escutcheon
sinking

( by LukasBryson; LAB7media, LLC )