“Where is Jobe, I haven’t seen him lately”
He tripped and fell off the curb
Into a thousand foot abyss and went splat
On the perfect granite boulders below
Splat flat, man, it happens
He swallowed a sickness into his lungs
And wheezed until the space aliens came
To drag him away again
The last thing anyone heard
Was some intense coughing up in the sky
Or maybe the coughing was below
Deep inside the earth, one or the other
There is no staying young
Either you get old or you die young
So there is no need to worry
About youth or aging or death
Just live in this moment that’s enough
“I’m young at heart,” that’s denial
But go ahead, that’s your problem
Jobe is still glad to be here
Even if being here takes more effort now
Aches and pains, sure, no regrets
That’s where Jobe is, goddamn it
James Lee Jobe
You and I are all as much continuous with the physical universe as a wave is continuous with the ocean.
Alan Watts
When the rains return every winter
It is as if the earth has no need for me
I accept my solitude like a gift
The beautiful noise of rain on the windows
And on the roof
James Lee Jobe
If I am still alive I must still be able to learn
And if I can still learn something, anything
Then I can still grow as a human being
Something darts out
From the heavy shadows beneath the pines
Something small that moves fast
From shadow to shadow
Hardly ever in the light for more than a second
An indistinct being
You cannot tell what it is
And perhaps you should not know anyway
Just something alive
Moving fast and alone
For Ilya Kaminsky
James Lee Jobe
Imagine witnessing every situation, every person, and everything just as it is.
Byron Katie
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