While waiting for a friend at the medical arts building…

While waiting for a friend at the medical arts building…

These days I find myself wandering wherever

I am letting go into viscous ethers

buoying my body my being. Standing there

is feeling hearing smelling seeing reading

movement allowing letting be whatever is not

going away or riding away with whom

or whatever it might be thought to be but

is most likely not.

Allowing the entirety of the holding

to be as it is… Contrivance or not need

or not to change or move away… This is not

even absorbing or absorption. There is

nothing to absorb, to be absorbed, or

pass through. 

Standing in the vestibule bodies and minds

walking apart separately or arguing

with a posture which clearly is ourselves walking

away from ourselves; two or three beings in

one place getting away from that core seat of

pain. 

Disparate beings of this being let go. 

There are so many more, just more, divided

and dividing… As though there were someplace else. 

There isn’t.

John Bailes, Kotatsu Roko

Medical Arts Building, Route 9, Brookline

09:VI:2010