scattered poems

Mar 13, 2006 21:03

...
down to a deadstop trance- Healing
all my sicknesses- erasing all - not
even the shred of a "i-hope-you" or a
Loony Balloon left in it, but the mind
blank, serene, thoughtless.

...
with joy you realize for the first time
"Thinking's just like not thinking -
so I don't have to think
any
more"

"how to meditate" jack kerouac

soooo my yoga teacher was transfered to new york. i didnt go last week. and i feel awful. i hate how they do this. no warning and now its like...the most cold and depressing class. some people jjust have it.

schools started and im so sick of it all. theres not the slightest interest anymore in anything there. at all.
its only temporary, just wait for me to be desperate again.

ugh.
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