Zen destroys everything.
Even there, you’re coming
And you destroy everything.
Zen accepts everything.
Even there, you reject everything,
And end up rejected.
What are you ?
A stray dog ?
Some brave master ?
A captain, a pirate
Across the ocean of chaos ?
Are you the spirit of non-attachment
Wrapped up in a bag of skin ?
As she peered at her forsaken friend,
Her logically, cruelly, usually isolated friend,
Julie feared she might on day end venture too deep
And have loneliness as her only option
As a result of approaching too close.