My life’s kinda mad right now,
I’ve been going a bit bonkers.
I got up today – thought I might meditate – it’s been a while.
I used to be good at it – I think.
I sat there feeling calm,
and the thoughts slipped through.
Better thoughts than usual of late – more conscious – more honest – less attached.
So I sat in my room
Cross-legged on a stool
Looking pretty sexy
Chest out – stomach in
Poised and balanced.
Before I knew it – within two minutes
A pen was in my hand
A pad was in my lap
Scribbling down a poem
About how annoyed I am
About all those little things.
Everything that niggles
Makes my mind jiggle,
So tiny and weak
None of them concrete
Greater than the sum,
I wish I felt numb
I seem pathetic
Gettin’ apoplectic
Over such small things
My mind can’t help sing,
If one was major
I’d have a saviour,
Then you’d understand
Put me in a van
Go visit a shrink
Who’d do all my think,
See my condition
Without intuition
Fill me up with pills,
They’d fix my ills
Sitting in lobbies
Be my new hobby
E shock therapy
Whenever necessary
I’d be looked after
Forever and ever hereafter.
Instead I sit here
Feeling very queer,
On the floor – or – in a chair
Living in my brain’s own lair
It’ll hit me quite suddenly
The place I want to be
Is being me – on my own – being me.
OllieOllieOllie 