Skip to content →

POEM: eating Oreos with the buddha

IMAG6337

eating Oreos with the buddha

The Buddha came over today
we ate Oreos and drank rice milk
I played him a song on the ukulele
he told me his most popular story
(spoiler alert: it was mostly
about him sitting under a tree)
he comes by most Sundays
because I get the New York Times
and he likes to do the crossword
(“what’s a seven-letter word for satori“?)
a couple weeks ago I asked him
to meditate with me for a while
but he said he doesn’t do that anymore
he told me to practice the ukulele instead
“it’s pretty much the same thing”

24 February 2013
Auburn, AL

Published in Auburn Buddhism My poems Poem-A-Day 2013 Poetry

Comments

Leave a Reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.