Poem to Release Negative Feelings
I can stand being around myself
But I can't always stand being around myself with someone else
A perfect stranger is OK, but someone I know really well sometimes doesn't make me feel that swell
I'm OK to touch but to talk calmly, rationally, not so much
Is it cool to be this way?
Not so much
When will I reintegrate?
How long will it take?
Why do I have to reintegrate every day, sometimes the whole day through?
Why can't it be done once and that's it, you're through?
Apaga la mente
That's the solution para toda la gente
Pónte en un estado de 'ser' to the point you forget how it feels to care
The problem- it can take a mind-altering substance or a national disaster to get you there...
to that place where u no longer care.
Detachment, as the Buddhists call it
If it were tangible I'd eat it
I'd sell it
I'd haul it
|Initially written in my notebook, in early June on a gloomy day|
Maybe it'd be more valuable than rhino horn
Then people could stop killing them to cut off their faces to ship all over earth's ignorant places.
That's all I have for now
Nothing left to say
Do I feel better?
I feel OK