April 12, 2014

Keep Your Metaphysical Hands Off Me. ~ Michael Mark {Poem}


My Plank was a noodle.

My Mountain pose was a mudslide.

My Goddess was plebeian.


This out-of-body experience

was not mine.


I was in the hands of another.


Some yogi or yogini in the studio was

manipulating me with unkind intentions.


Did I take their favorite spot?

Was my Ujjayi breathing creating sound waves

from the wrong ocean?


Even my Happy Baby had colic.


And in Savasana, on my back,

I lost my balance and was knocked out.




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