zazen in the metro
I
went to Paris to find a thing I thought lost. Lost I was, I did not know my way
around Paris, so I sought a thing, a map of the metro that would help me find
my bearings. Bearings abound I saw my way around and took to the Metro of
Paris. The Metro was fast and I learned it at last and Paris was less of a
mystery. The mystery would be where to find a cup of tea, had a spell cast on
me and I rode the metro to find my bearings. I sought out my bearings I sought
out the tea and rode the whizzing metro to luxemborg. The jardin was quite calm
and I found my way down and I walked up the steps of the metro. In the jardin I
drank tea, you with me and I kissed you hard on the Metro which was fast and I learned it at last and Paris whizzed
by and the kiss was a bit of a mystery. The mystery had been that I was not
lost, the metro no mystery had taken me right quickly just after you kissed me
to the center of the jardin luxemborg. We sat and had tea and spoke of mystery
and you said I had mastered the metro that whizzed which had blurred when we
kissed but I kept my mouth shut as I sought out my tea and and we sat and
awaited our waiter. The tea was pekoe served, orange and hot, milk warmed, I
drank it and thought of the metro, no mystery, the way that you kissed me,
watched the trees in the park, give way to the dark and the mystery of Paris
revealed, I did not yield I had mastered the metro, kissed you hard on the
mouth, while the stations whizzed by and I found my bearings and wound up where
I stood and now where I sit, drinking my tea in the jardin where the tourists
walk by, and the European sky turns grey so heavy with clouds. The clouds are
quite different but promise no rain so no need to run for the metro, no
mystery, that whizzes for more of your kisses or mysteries unsolved for all is
absolved over tea in the jardin luxemborg. The orange pekoe, the yes and the
no, the whizzing, the pissing, the metro, the mystery, the kisses the hisses
the steam valve near misses the grey skies the tourists the jardin and the tea
I had landed in Paris the mystery was me. It was solved.
