Meditation From Inside the Petting Zoo

I will evict my inner fascination with the box everyone wants me to step into
From the corners of my utterly beautiful mind.

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Excitement:

Smoke billows from the incense like dog fur growing,

The diamonds and four-sided stars putter and cough,

As a swirling gale from five feet away comes to snatch the fur in a circling whirlwind.

It hangs in the air and sticks to the wind like glue,

Giving it a definition I never thought of.