nothing sacred

shiny tiles

i was at

an art school

walking down the

windowy halls on

shiny tiles

and there were

flyers posted all over

the walls and

some even on

the windows

and one of these

flyers, amid computers

for sale and

missing cell phones

and offers to score

your independent film,

read

(let me turn this

over one second)

"meditation

(once more)

mondays, 5:15 pm,

5 dollars"

now,

millions of people

have been practicing

the spiritual-or-pagan

discipline of

meditation

for thousands and

thousands of

weather bruised

years

absolutely and utterly

free

of charge

and i just don't

see what gives whoever

posted this pretentious

and profane

invitation to what

i'm sure would and will

amount to spiritual

abandonment and

enlightenment (for some)

of course

the divine-or-godless right

to charge the

ungodly sum of

five dollars

merely to take part in

this ancient

rite.

it confused me

for as much time

as it took

to tear it off

the wall and

write this poem

on the back of it.