Half-Assed ArhatIt's going to rain. That's alright with me.
(I am trying to be equanimous.) The pain
In my hip is so bad that it travels my femur
Down to my knee. What's to be done?
Isn't life largely pain? The truck won't
Start. I'm not eager drive it. My homework's
Not done. I don't want a degree.
The rain now has come, and it's falling
In buckets, but I am inside. Nevertheless,
Having noticed I'm hungry, I am losing my
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2018-05-22 at 15:05
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