Monday, November 10, 2008

Lost Cap

I lost my cap last week.
It was black with an or-
ange "x." It me made
think of the X the
Texas prison gangs
wore on their shirts indic-
ating where they were 2
B shot if they run off. S-
ince I work with
my brain I thought I
should be shot in the
head [if I run off]. I'm not sure if
losing the hat is a less-
on 2 teach me to detach
or if the hat is pursuing
its buddha nature.

Oh where oh where did my hat go?

1 comment:

Kim Mosley said...

I've been thinking that if I had many of everything (hats, houses, wives) then I wouldn't attach so much to them.


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