Saturday, August 27, 2011

POEM - Automobile

It feels as though
I've applied the brakes
and slowly brought the automobile
to a halt
and now I'm sat
in the car
looking out
at the freshly salted streets
and the people
and feel withdrawn from both them
and the exegesis of the Dharma.

The keys
are still in the ignition
I can start the car
anytime I want
but for now
all motion
has been stopped.

Should I get out
open the car door
and go for a walk
in those streets
and beckoning alleys
do something wildly adventurous
in a backstreet cafe
and gain that spurious sense
of liberty
movement brings?

And then do I get back into the car
and drive off?

Written 24/04/2011

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