22 Jul 2017 – Meditation

A tourquois Dumbo
squats, enthroned above the space
I shove my tennies.

I love their lighting!
I recall tequila nights,
slow fans in Austin.

It’s just as hot here,
nineteen hundred miles away –
what use is running?

Enlightened now:
“You can look but mustn’t touch!”
I miss my body.

~

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