Sunday, November 17, 2019

Zen POA / Zen PAUA

Sometimes on our journey,
because we’re afraid our thinking is funny,
we need Zen Power of Attorney.
When we have to pony
up even though our cards are lousy,
when our journey
jolts to a halt in a God-forsaken stretch of Wyoming
and we’re worried about the lonesome roving
wolves, we invoke our Zen Power of Attorney
to constrain the bitter, ravenous ghosts from homing
in on us so close. Disappointing
as it is, we realize our journey
must be postponed a while. We hold a cuttlefish
shell in our hands and think of the family
of life—our Attorney
appointed before life’s Odyssey
began, and now we’re free
to resume our journey—
celestial body glowing abalone.