Working-Class Meditations
Meditations in the garden, held together with stones I've found and dirt I looted from the empty lot next door.
Breathe in, I know that I'm breathing in. Breathe out, I know that I'm breathing out.
Clink clank crash grind bind zippppp hollerin' everywhere.
in out
Clink clank crash bzzzz "Hey Gino! Bring me the saw!"
Breathe in, I'm aware of my body. Breathe out, I am in touch with my body. in ou--
"HEH? The WA?" "The Goddamn saw! Bring it over!"
in out
zzzzzzzzip!
crash!
“Watch out!”
“Heh?”
CRASH BANG Ting!
“You shitbag!”
in out in out
Meditations in a working-class garden.



