Jesse J. Jacoby

OLD GROWTH FORESTS OF YOUR SOUL

I am desolate in a crowd of beautiful women looking for familiar eyes.

I feel isolated in cities of misunderstanding.

Emptiness fills me on this planet full of conflicting perspectives of how life should be.

I scavenge the damaged ethnos...

THE HUMAN PARASITE

I am suffering from a disease called civilization.

I keep choking on the plastic that is saturating the oceans.

I've been experiencing chronic malabsorption of knowledge because the education and information provided by school systems, textbooks, and...

A SOULFUL PLEA

I wish I could wake up in a world where cigarettes did not exist, and I could pump fresh oxygen that the ancient redwoods deliver – straight from their never have been logged nucleus through the mycelium running -- into the cracked and decayed cancerous...

A SPECTATOR

Sometimes I feel like I am on drugs.

Living in a world where we have to hide to make love.

Everyone around me seems to be sleeping through life.

Am I the one who is high? Or what is it?

I'm still awaiting a universal awakening.

I am a scavenger, picking at wa...

THE BLANK SHEET

Alone again, but not lonely.

On my own, nobody to hold, this is not my moment.

I wanted to know her.

I wanted to go there.

Anything to get away from nowhere.

I gave it my all.

My heart opened up to the stars.

I found a new life.

Away from a place that was alw...

THE MESSENGER

She swooped in, landed on my shoulder.

There was a heart on her feathers.

The colors she wore changed me forever.

December sun, overcast with gloom.

I looked into her soul.

Already knew her from a lifetime before.

I saw sorrow.

Face weathered.

She had witnesse...