j_b collaborative

[J]

to walk alone at night
with the manifestations of the earth's dream
by your side
to sink with each step
as the silver
crystalizes,
galvanizes around your shins,
femurs,
fingernails
the weight pulls you down from the center of your
head, under your eyes.
to sigh softly in your unsoft state
to reach out and have your hand held
by the nothing and the spirit.

[B]

I
Subsidize easily
golden rectangle even,
compartmentalized to non-specific. I
wish to measure you (spiritually)
the circumference of the moon,
yellow cheshire grin
little teeth in my shoulder: slowly digging in.
weight of sand in palms (red & black exotic)
wait for tide to come upon us,
wash these hands we hold (holy, the spirit) of
nothing.

F'n'D

"Filth & Destitution" etching + drypoint, for the new Lead Leaf album.

Lead Leaf - Filth & Destitution
recorded in the psychedelic basement, july 2011, with overdubs recorded in november 2011
magical organ drones, voices, alto sax, drums, filthy jams!

Vegetables & Water

new gold leaf album, "Vegetables & Water." released march 15, 2012. download for free at bandcamp or mediafire.

2012 print work

"Vegetables & Water," color lithograph

"Two Mysterious Forces at Work," lithograph

"Wet Touch," lithograph + screenprint

"Two Views," etching + aquatint

"I," etching

salt heart

ooh baby
how you fell back
into the old swing of things
i had hardly noticed
an absence, a sinking

i knew i couldn't be
there for you
in your time of need
i hardly felt at fault
my heart
was all

torn up
and like a run down
old building, i'm still standing
while your heat is here
to conquer
i will take thee
opportunity

i knew i couldn't be
there for you
in your time of need
i hardly felt at fault
my heart
of salt

The street will not have you

You don't know what to think
That is why you are asleep

Myself,
I cannot sleep
But know exactly what I
Dreamt of

Blue Flower Sunday
On vinyl, that's why
I love you
Nothing
Seems to bring you down

Not the
Stains in our house
3 red chocolate
Boxes for consolation
Apologizing again
How I'd ask you not to

(Hypothetically)
When it rains like this
And you are a child again
Is your boat
Carved of bone
or folded paper?

The way it comes down,
You would be surprised
At paper's bravery
and prowess in water




Tell me whatever
You're comfortable telling

Tonight Has Opened My Eyes
to untold dimensions
What's potent
About a
Secret

Some teeth, no balls
Too much shit
Cluttering the
Bookshelf
The Anti-books
Analog wristed, half-chewed
Keep time with your
Big toe
A steady rhythm quiets
The baby downstairs

Until you have given everyone
On the street a kiss
On the cheek,
The street will not
Have you

And so be it

Bittersweet

there's your man
bittersweet
you hold him
dangling
holds three fingers
and sneers
"how many fingers, dear?"
you cross
your legs
he gets to your
head again

when you feel this way
do you tell your friends?
do you hide your face
with your hands?

we asleep
bittersweet
time has passed
it's time
i'll keep
feeling strong
this ain't wrong
if so,
you would not
take me home

when you feel this way
do you tell your friends?
do you jump for joy
to music in your head?

and you understand
when the night falls
deep
and a silence comes
washing over me
and you take my hand
and you make it right
and you make your love
and fall back asleep

when you feel this way
do you tell your friends?
do you hide your face
with your hands?

LURKMAN

i produced a hip hop track for my friend blaisegod hot-like-napalm lurkman, more to come soon

no becoming

ye ole lee noble