Monday, March 20, 2017

I don't sit

I don't sit
the Buddha sits
I pester myself
while he sits there
I open my eyes
look at the clock
grind out thoughts
and hold onto them
with my toes
while they take me around
the Universe
for a turn or two

why can't I sit
with Buddha
while he behaves himself
the candle snuffed, then
only remnant smoke
drifting peacefully

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