Zywa
Templebed
I celebrate my desires
on the templebed, doing
nothing, watching and smelling
what the priest is describing
they told me so in advance
An exercise
relaxing in the wild
of the mountains, in a cave
His words anoint my nerves
and untie them from the inside
of my entrails, wash my reservations
off with warm attention, recover
my muscles and my soul
I want to continue living this way
Let it go, let it go
that's the exercise
my only chance
to hold it
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