forty years old and sitting on park bench
on Sunny summer evening
what am I doing sitting here, meditating?
I manage to forget the past
and the future
I somehow remember being a child in park
I don’t feel like the it was that long ago
or that I am somehow different now
I am not different really.
Except some events have happened to me
some things come to me, I don’t remember
I used to not believe in sin
I used to believe we were just dumb animals
now I don’t know about that
but, somehow I want to cleanse myself
from everything that has ever happened
and return the saint
being not a virgin is very over rated thing
in the world at times.