Time turns turgid in meditation
thanks to a miscreant monkey mind
that disrespects the demarcations
I attempt with ethereal candlelight.
With daily dementia and nonsense
and effervescence in his burlap bag,
monkey mind swings a treetop perspective
and uses zen to scratch his ass.
For A Word with Laurie at Real Toads
15 comments:
Ha ha. Very clever. The ending is a hoot!!
Love this. Only you could take the list and turn it into something so unique. :)
This rocks!!! Your last two...perfect ending!! :)
I love the whole monkey mind, monkey ass thing... This rocks.
haha... I love "a miscreant monkey mind" and "uses zen to scratch his ass"... great incorporation (with seeming ease) of those tough words into such a light-hearted piece.
uses zen to scratch his ass....hahahaha...love the closure on this one mz....
Oh, this rocks indeed!! I love it, MZ! You've definitely made my day and I did need a laugh!! Happy New Year!
HiLARious! That is EXACTLY what monkey mind does. Your closing lines are terrific. Big smile!
I never know what to expect from you, and yet this is exactly what I expect from you...perfection, with a twist.
Another fabulous MZ write.
K
I think he's a few bananas short of a bunch!
Yes. Wonderful. Well done. But even a thoughtfully scratched you-know-what is probably better than a carelessly scratched one. (Ha.) k.
This pretty much sums up my experience meditating as well. I am much better with Quaker silence.
Insightful and funny :-)
HA! LOVE this!
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