Absolute space,
blank thoughtlessness
is a state of mind that
they at my yoga class,
some summers ago,
said, was the ultimate aim.
And yet,
they would know,
who didn't have a class to attend,
idle in slothful time.
Luxury, is when you have enough
to lavishly spend,
and more to un-spend,of what-not
and time,
so says the speech bubble
of that orange cat,
black stripes,on the window sill.
He may be lying,
down stairs his master waits
to be walked.
I bask now,
enjoying the opulence of boredom
and the fox tells you
how lovely the chicken is
when all he really wanted
were sour grapes.
