Friday, November 27, 2015

meditation

If the Buddha were huge
       (or if I were tiny)

I would climb his splayed thigh
       crawl along the hip crease
       nuzzle toward the navel
       until

I got caught under his belly roll

Then I’d wriggle and tickle
       and ride his laughter
       like the waves of the
       ocean

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