You again,
returned after
so many years,
floating with me
in kayaks on the lake,
letting me relax,
letting me talk
and be myself,
a true friend,
a true friendship,
in a world
that needs them badly.
-Jim DuBois
July 15, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Gandalf Gets Married
In a basement somewhere...
"A great evil
is rising again
in the south,
and we must..."
"Gandalf!
Did you take out
the garbage yet?!"
"The garbage
must wait!
There is a
great evil..."
"Great evil?!
Are your
little friends
visiting again?
The hairy ones?"
"They're called Hobbits!
And they're our
only hope!"
"Yeah, yeah.
Just take out
the damn garbage.
Evil can wait."
"Ok... Fine!...
Sorry Frodo,
I've got to go.
Maybe we could
get together
another day.
If I don't take
the garbage out
I won't get
any pussy
tonight!"
-Jim DuBois
July 6, 2012
"A great evil
is rising again
in the south,
and we must..."
"Gandalf!
Did you take out
the garbage yet?!"
"The garbage
must wait!
There is a
great evil..."
"Great evil?!
Are your
little friends
visiting again?
The hairy ones?"
"They're called Hobbits!
And they're our
only hope!"
"Yeah, yeah.
Just take out
the damn garbage.
Evil can wait."
"Ok... Fine!...
Sorry Frodo,
I've got to go.
Maybe we could
get together
another day.
If I don't take
the garbage out
I won't get
any pussy
tonight!"
-Jim DuBois
July 6, 2012
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Epiphany
Little girls
playing in the dirt,
wiping their hands
on their dresses.
Everything else
is a sophisticated mask.
-Jim DuBois
July 3, 2012
playing in the dirt,
wiping their hands
on their dresses.
Everything else
is a sophisticated mask.
-Jim DuBois
July 3, 2012
Friday, July 6, 2012
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Innocence
When I was
six or seven
my friend
said "fuck",
but I had no idea
what it meant.
He told me
it was a bad word
and wouldn't tell me
what it meant
until we
got away from
my little brother,
and went to a hill
in a far corner
of his father's
cow pasture.
Then he told me
that it meant
two people kissing
when they weren't
married.
-Jim DuBois
June 23, 2012
six or seven
my friend
said "fuck",
but I had no idea
what it meant.
He told me
it was a bad word
and wouldn't tell me
what it meant
until we
got away from
my little brother,
and went to a hill
in a far corner
of his father's
cow pasture.
Then he told me
that it meant
two people kissing
when they weren't
married.
-Jim DuBois
June 23, 2012
Friday, June 8, 2012
Wet Squirrel
Wet squirrel
hopping across the lawn in a thunderstorm,
do you get lonely too?
-Jim DuBois
June 3, 2012
hopping across the lawn in a thunderstorm,
do you get lonely too?
-Jim DuBois
June 3, 2012
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Return of the Slacker - The Book!
I made another version of my blog: a printed one.
It contains all the poems on this blog, except the two right before this entry. That's over 200 poems from 4 years, all in this one book.
Click here to get a copy
Click here to get a copy.
It contains all the poems on this blog, except the two right before this entry. That's over 200 poems from 4 years, all in this one book.
Click here to get a copy
Click here to get a copy.
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