Suspend your thoughts
put them on a short leash.
Take them out for dog-walks
don't they also cock a leg?
And take a leak
don't they also-
need a little airing or critique?
Take them to a farm I know;
called 'Mountpleasant'
where the crow lives
happily alongside the pheasant:
Here everything is pleasant.
If your mind stops haring about with adjectives
it'll settle on some honest perspectives
don't give 'bark' to every thought
else, it'll all just end up as nought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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