I conjure acorns out of potential
and pop them in my pocket
and then there’s this long thing about planting and tending to trees
then I cut those fuckers down
carving back away the nasty parts
Author: asoulinprogress
The Curated Path
I strive to create daydreams for the people
fantasies to drop in on
when time allows
Buddhisms like that
it guides the wandering mind
No Help for That
There is a poem under your seat right now
take a look
that incessant beep,
ignore that
you’ll be done before it stops
Well, hopefully—
have you found it yet?
If you’re still around when it beeps again
NOW!
Ok, let’s try this again:
There’s a poem under your seat
take a peek
Look, if you can’t find the poem I can’t help you.
Defining Moment
Would you walk to the truck for a poem?
On Meditation
Meditate without adornment
except sunglasses
and a hat