wade316

when thoughts turn Los Angeles
into something forgoten
something never know
a blank slate juxtaposition
with the vacancy of indecision
history melts away
reason melts away
zen melts away
leaving empty arms
eyes
soul
fleeting
in the wind
heaven and earth
regard all beings as straw dogs
so what else can one do
when Los Angeles turns on you
with your own thoughts
not yet completed
feelings left unfinished
and other things
you have yet to give names
or faces
but this is not what she intended
and like all else is fleeting
and Los Angeles shall turn again
to leave you eating lotus
to lead you back to zen
and the peace of forgetfulness

-wade-