Sep 12, 2021

like the stars crossing the sky

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I live on the surface of the planet like any other beast 
I cook the flesh and eat it 
tearing the pieces apart with my bare hands 
sometimes I even growl when I eat 
I admire the owl and the hawk and the birds of prey 
they live in the moment 
and they eat what they kill 
time passes like the stars crossing the sky 
like the layers of a vast onion 
peeled away slowly 
one at a time 
does the wind know my name 
of course not 
don’t be foolish 
the wind is here to bless these things 
everything I have ever told you 
with its blustery kiss
-jobe

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