Why Do Monks

Why do the monks walk in circles, slowly, punks of holy spirit

talking simple truth reflecting reality

problem is how do you embrace zero suffering

when suffering is all you know?

slow as a sloth, wrap ׳round other time zones,

exist a little here, a little in higher worlds,

dimensions remain untold, realms remain folded

in a bold being's imagination,

free of possession, free of his thoughts,

energy finds its way down your breath,

the rest of everything else has to wait for later though

I know that later never knows, I hope

i know it takes a lot of time of simply looking at the wall,

i know it takes a lot of time of simply talking to myself,

i know a grape doesn’t turn into a vine

in one day

I stay I stay I stay I stay

Why do the monks walk in circles bare-feet

barely remembering the sound of the streets,

car honking, screams, people talking bleak,

kids playing, birds landing on the same grass

the sweet smell of caramel burning returning to dust

rusty nails in the walls of cold water flats (eaten by moth)

all the filth of the world, chew us and spit us again,

merciless city of pain,

why do the monks walk in circles when they leave all this behind

what do they find that can replace the modern tragedy

I guess I'll have to guess, I guess I'll have to wait,

I guess I’ll do my best at looking past the I in Irony

they told me; "Meditate music and vibes

meditate the dope beat of life happening all around

no one’s conducting here,

no one is stirring the soup

(And you wanna believe them so much)

I'm becoming my thoughts,

Do I wanna be mercy? glory and steal?

Do I wanna be magic and healing? bravery and fear?

Who are these fears but a button on the street,

but a peanut butter bitch,

but a burden on my knees,

but I better be careful but I better keep my backpack stacked neat,

(You never know when you’ll have to run)

They tell me: ‘sit still’.

They tell me to: ‘listen’.

They tell me: ‘how the traffic in your head happens?

Just keep driving. But stop hasting

you can escape as much as you want

Buty you’ll always be the one chasing.