Sunday, March 24, 2013

Aboriginal elders

Sometimes one will
come
into

my house.

perhaps chat;
We sit,
in silence,
contemplate the temporary
walls.

.. and wonder why.

8 comments:

Vest said...

If, silence be golden,you could be staring at riches.

BBC said...

".. and wonder why."

Why would you do that? Animals got horny, they screwed, you were born, why would you wonder about it?

Gerry said...

My Zen teacher may well have said "You stink of zen, Davo."

I say "Get over yourself and your faux meaningfullness..."

You should say "Piss off, Gerry."

:-)


BBC said...

LOL @ Gerry

Guyana-Gyal said...

I wish some guests were so easy to have around.

Vest said...

U OK or Off yer perch

Vest said...

And Toes Up.

Davoh said...

Um, just to reassure you - remain upright (was nearly about to write 'erect' - but that hasn't happened for some time ... heh).

Am still breathing, though there was a time recently where even that was in doubt. Nothing serious, apparently, according to pokes, prods, blood tests, ECG's, and X-rays).