Sometimes there's no guide
Sometimes there's no right or wrong,
only a momentary ambition
to climb into your eyes
Sometimes there's nothing to understand
Sometimes there's no rules,
only love
you didn't expect
-Jim DuBois
Dec 8, 1998
Monday, October 18, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
The Places I Think You Might Have Been
Walking by the places
I think you might have been.
Scratch off tickets
litter the sidewalk
that leads to the house
a friend of yours
might
have lived in.
Walking by the places
I saw you last.
Eight years ago
I met you briefly
behind the counter
at the Pleasant Street Theater.
Once at Bread and Circus
we talked for a moment,
but I can't remember
what we said.
Six months ago
we waved and said hello
in the parking lot
behind Thornes
I smiled and blushed
and fell in love.
Walking by you,
a few weeks ago
on main street,
I felt my stomach clenching
and I ducked behind a tree
even though I wanted
to be brave.
-Jim DuBois
June 27, 2005
I think you might have been.
Scratch off tickets
litter the sidewalk
that leads to the house
a friend of yours
might
have lived in.
Walking by the places
I saw you last.
Eight years ago
I met you briefly
behind the counter
at the Pleasant Street Theater.
Once at Bread and Circus
we talked for a moment,
but I can't remember
what we said.
Six months ago
we waved and said hello
in the parking lot
behind Thornes
I smiled and blushed
and fell in love.
Walking by you,
a few weeks ago
on main street,
I felt my stomach clenching
and I ducked behind a tree
even though I wanted
to be brave.
-Jim DuBois
June 27, 2005
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
"steel candy-cake perfume"
I remember that time
that you said
"steel candy-cake perfume"
and
Karl Marx
rose from the dead,
not came back to life,
just rose
straight up
UP
UP
into the air
and disapearred,
heading out
towards the
Oort cloud
and the horsehead
nebula
Well, that's the last time
I'll sing butterflies
of
supercluster cadences
-Jim DuBois
June 19, 2006
that you said
"steel candy-cake perfume"
and
Karl Marx
rose from the dead,
not came back to life,
just rose
straight up
UP
UP
into the air
and disapearred,
heading out
towards the
Oort cloud
and the horsehead
nebula
Well, that's the last time
I'll sing butterflies
of
supercluster cadences
-Jim DuBois
June 19, 2006
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Semi-sweet broken hearts
Semi-sweet
broken hearts
absorbing heat
from the landscape
of lost love
because somedays
the sun isn't enough
-Jim DuBois
Aug 27, 2008
broken hearts
absorbing heat
from the landscape
of lost love
because somedays
the sun isn't enough
-Jim DuBois
Aug 27, 2008
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Fox News, etc
Propaganda machines
of the conservative capitalist empire
running at full force
to cover the cracks
in the foundation,
to distract and anger
the people
from their chance
to help deal it
a death blow
-Jim DuBois
Sept 4, 2010
of the conservative capitalist empire
running at full force
to cover the cracks
in the foundation,
to distract and anger
the people
from their chance
to help deal it
a death blow
-Jim DuBois
Sept 4, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Old Working Class Women
Old working class women,
smoking in the little park near the parking garage,
gossiping about this guy
who lives in their building -
they can't let each other finish their sentences,
they are agitated, but talkative and friendly.
Sometimes they wish they could afford
a better place to live.
-Jim DuBois
August 19, 2010
smoking in the little park near the parking garage,
gossiping about this guy
who lives in their building -
they can't let each other finish their sentences,
they are agitated, but talkative and friendly.
Sometimes they wish they could afford
a better place to live.
-Jim DuBois
August 19, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Evolution of Existence
I went outside
to eat two bananas
and enjoy the shade
and breeze
Then I reflected
on the nature
of my existence
as people have done
since they were people
Then I typed in
some poems
on my telephone
which sent them
through radio-waves
to some distant
computer server
so I could retrieve them
later
-Jim DuBois
August 19, 2010
to eat two bananas
and enjoy the shade
and breeze
Then I reflected
on the nature
of my existence
as people have done
since they were people
Then I typed in
some poems
on my telephone
which sent them
through radio-waves
to some distant
computer server
so I could retrieve them
later
-Jim DuBois
August 19, 2010
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