When You Were Mine

I ascend my way up the mountain of erudition to find

My dog still gets fleas

My baby still cries because she does not want to eat her beans

My husband still travels to far away places

My mortgage still needs to get paid

What if I abandon all these attachments

I still have to eat

I still must find a safe place to rest

I still have to see pain in the eyes of the streets

What if I sequester myself away from touch to

Don robes of forbearance

I cannot lift off the wheel

I am still only human

I am still with myself

High atop the summit, looking for a way back down

So, what did I learn

It is faster if I jump

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