Let's go on crazy weird adventures, Tony.
Let's go on crazy weird adventures, Bob.
Where is that animal within?
Where is that crazy primal essence of life?
Let's find it!
Let's bring it out to the people!
Olé!
-Jim DuBois
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Coulda Been (a few days ago)
You coulda been mine, yeah...
you coulda been mine, but...
...yeah, you coulda been mine.
-JD
you coulda been mine, but...
...yeah, you coulda been mine.
-JD
Dream Roads (June 23 2007)
Walking down a familiar dirt road,
I feel content,
and then I realize
I have never been there before -
except in other dreams,
and that there's a whole
landscape I visit over and over
in dreams (and memories of other dream roads)
and then I realize
even those memories
are dreamed up.
-Jim DuBois
I feel content,
and then I realize
I have never been there before -
except in other dreams,
and that there's a whole
landscape I visit over and over
in dreams (and memories of other dream roads)
and then I realize
even those memories
are dreamed up.
-Jim DuBois
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Jenny It's Friday (Dec 15, 2006)
Jenny,
it's friday
and I want a hamburger,
and if it was summer
we could walk down
to Serio's
and get some,
so where the heck are you?
And where has summer gone?
-Jim
it's friday
and I want a hamburger,
and if it was summer
we could walk down
to Serio's
and get some,
so where the heck are you?
And where has summer gone?
-Jim
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
And Love is Like (May 11, 2005)
Love is like
a demon loan officer
possessing and re-possessing
my heart,
demanding timely payments
of imagination and memory,
held at bay
only by obscure signs
of blood and fire.
And love is like
a lion you find unexpectedly
in your home.
You fling scraps of poetry-covered paper
at it in a wild despair,
hoping
it will be delayed long enough
for you to escape out the
window.
Love is like a tornado,
scattering your carefully arranged loneliness.
Love is your shadow.
-Jim DuBois
a demon loan officer
possessing and re-possessing
my heart,
demanding timely payments
of imagination and memory,
held at bay
only by obscure signs
of blood and fire.
And love is like
a lion you find unexpectedly
in your home.
You fling scraps of poetry-covered paper
at it in a wild despair,
hoping
it will be delayed long enough
for you to escape out the
window.
Love is like a tornado,
scattering your carefully arranged loneliness.
Love is your shadow.
-Jim DuBois
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Down A Long River (Sept 16, 2008)
There's that far away place,
usually down a long river,
where you can dive off the rocks
and go for a swim,
but you don't know exactly where it is,
or how to get there,
only that it is wonderful and mysterious,
and you've been there many times,
at least in these dreams,
and it might not always be the same place physically,
but it has the same feeling,
the same empty watery feeling,
the same rocky primal feeling,
and sometimes it is the river,
and sometimes there's a powerful tall waterfall you are swept over,
or maybe jump over,
and sometimes it's a huge steamy bathroom
with tons of empty showers running
but it's really the same place somehow
and sometimes the showers are right near a pool
which is by a waterfall
which leads you out into the wilderness
and to that rocky diving spot,
or below an ancient temple,
and you're not sure if it's ominous there or not,
but you remember other times,
in dreams that are similar,
sliding down crazy water slides that go underground,
and swift-currented rivers you are propelled along,
and on and on,
until you wake up.
-Jim DuBois
usually down a long river,
where you can dive off the rocks
and go for a swim,
but you don't know exactly where it is,
or how to get there,
only that it is wonderful and mysterious,
and you've been there many times,
at least in these dreams,
and it might not always be the same place physically,
but it has the same feeling,
the same empty watery feeling,
the same rocky primal feeling,
and sometimes it is the river,
and sometimes there's a powerful tall waterfall you are swept over,
or maybe jump over,
and sometimes it's a huge steamy bathroom
with tons of empty showers running
but it's really the same place somehow
and sometimes the showers are right near a pool
which is by a waterfall
which leads you out into the wilderness
and to that rocky diving spot,
or below an ancient temple,
and you're not sure if it's ominous there or not,
but you remember other times,
in dreams that are similar,
sliding down crazy water slides that go underground,
and swift-currented rivers you are propelled along,
and on and on,
until you wake up.
-Jim DuBois
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