Dissociated Youth — Austin Jenniches
poetry ☆
poetry ☆
I'm watching my hand out the window
Tracing the scorched sideburns of an unkempt freeway,
Flicking the Bic with a cigarette screwed between
Chapped lips- curses spit in the name of
Arsonists.
Seduced- No. Sublimated
With a wash of primal distance:
Far-away ethics, unloved,
Fallen off the tit.
Dissociated youth.
Like me, but,
I have an ashtray in my car.
Austin (He/Him) is an artist from San Diego, California. He works at the North Coast Repertory Theatre as the Box Office Manager and recently finished a poetry book, Tales From the Borderline. He focuses on content that reflects the struggles of mental illness and the subsequent chaos that misunderstanding such problems can cause. At home, Austin spends most of his time writing, making music, and watching sordid documentaries.
