A POEM ABOUT MIND FULLNESS

ain't no quiet in here, mama
'cause this monkey don't sleep
and there ain't enough wisdom
in the whole buddha-wise world of dog eared books
to reign that rank beast in
 
and so there ain't no quiet jasmine scented peace
like what i wished for
'til i learn to hear past it
and that ain't no kinhin in the park
(that's a joke)
 
like i got these clouds rollin'
thick and ominous
as the ocean from whence they sprung
rumblin' rat grey and troubling this anxious mind
and a worried sailor takes to the bridge
to scan the horizon
for some slither of ice blue
calm
and i'm trying
and he say
don't try
just breathe
and well, shit
if that ain't just another something
to tax my frazzle
(if you get my drift)