Shikantaza ~ Tuesday, July 8, 2025

Obviously, our band threw in the towel
until I left, I did not understand
rock music was my lifelong dream, success

Bittersweet, tastes like dark chocolate, not foul
as milk of magnesia, I remember
no guidance or supervision, our band
decided to move on, college, I guess

Cancels uncertain mediocrity
orbits the elliptical of amber
unsweetened suffering, honey sorrow
lifts the veil, too little, too late, this drive
discipline, diligence, none can borrow

Blessed wisdom, experience to thrive
experiments with drugs, such a pity

Yes, Project MKUltra, still active
obscene affinity for LSD
underrated by high school students lost
reeling from lack of guidance, reactive

Listless, ego-driven, teenage desire
intelligent but ungrounded, the sea
file under Pacific but at what cost
everlasting consequences, to cast

Organizations aflame, yell, fire, fire
remember the child abused and misused

Enter nirvāṇa, passing beyond death
left alone in shikantaza, accused
suffering lacks ego once beyond breath
enlightenment is just a word, let's fast

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