Something In The Center Poem by Dallin Bruun

life has a special slot for a good therapist

mine just got back from Thailand
doing one of those 20 or 50 day silent retreats
I can't remember

he said he was doing a meditation class on Thursday
and that I should go

we sat in silence for 45 minutes

I discovered my brain is like my annoying neighbor Roger
it goes on and on
I had to say
no more words no more words no more words
over and over and over

it worked, more or less
like peeling back onion layers
until you find that something in center
something small and lonely
alive in a cage of bones