Body-Mind

“The body is a baby;

the mind has to take tender care of it,”

you said.

“Treat it kindly,

caress and cuddle it close.”

Yes, dear;

the mind is ageless, rugged, wild, horrid

spewing nightmares

preparing delusive quagmires

pulling and pushing the body

here and there

like an adult conducting a child

in a jostling, pressing crowd at a fair;

at times it preys upon the body like

a vulture;

finally, when the body can’t take it any longer

or, when the mind finds it profitable no longer

to reside in the body

it walks off

and the poor body is left

to go back to the elements and start all over again

until, the sullen, sulking mind will deign

to return to it again;

some mind.