Morning. The light stains the painted window. Frost on the hard ground. The time has come to speak those things that were spoken long ago. So they are remembered. So that the words bite the air again. Rise from the bed and move like a dog moves, or like a fox. Start with just one word. As ridiculous as the plain that fails to meet the horizon. Say one word aloud so that you know you are truly alive, and that this is not a final dream before you die in your sleep. Having said the word, find something or someone that you love. It doesn't matter which, it is the love itself that matters. Now you are ready.
-james lee jobe
"Empty your mind, be formless. Shapeless, like water. If you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle and it becomes the bottle. You put it in a teapot it becomes the teapot. Now, water can flow or it can crash. Be water my friend."
-Bruce Lee
digging late at night
old friend I will not rest until I have crawled inside your grave to sleep I refuse to go on this same way I want bones dust and the scent of the earth I have been watching the moon whose beauty is in its coming and going and counting magpies election day came and I burned sage and voted for mercy sweet mercy elections seldom go the way I would like and yes I still keep track of my dreams those lives inside my mind that roll out like rope from the back of a moving wagon there is some truth in their absurdity you're gone and I need something that is not nameable something to feel with invisible hands something to touch with invisible fingers where have you gone I am so exhausted so spent old friend I will not rest until I have crawled inside your grave to sleep I refuse to go on this same way I want bones dust and the scent of the earth yes the scent of the earth
james lee jobe
"I believe that time wounds all heels."
-John Lennon
the fascists think they rule this land
but come autumn the leaves will obey no one
-james lee jobe
“The man who says that he has no illusions has at least that one.”
-Joseph Conrad
the instructions said
to plant the seed in moist soil
and then worship whatever grows there
the wind whispered something to me
as I turned the soil
-james lee jobe
jaya suberg
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