Friday, March 2, 2012

hangin' out

he just sits and watches the world go by
without asanas, meditation or a whisper
of competition; no chanting, no books, no prayers,
no nothing, just waiting patiently chin down, eyes
up, maybe hoping for a treat, maybe watching
with some caution, not too much, just a little,
he watched her go in, hoping the revolving door
would produce someone he loved.

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