‘Zen It’ by Ghazaleh Abassalian

Poetry

Today I take my time
I stretch my body, I linger and I yawn,
I won’t worry about what might happen
I don’t think about things to be done,
and I will forget who I am
for I won’t allow it to drag me down.

Today I will read the paper o so slow
word for word I will read,
in the calmest way that I have become.
I will listen to music
like nothing else matters,
my mind will be present without any pretend.

Today I won’t judge and I won’t try to think,
for tomorrow I might be dead
and then what did it mean,
when I lay there rotting away in my own stink?

 


GHAZALEH ABASSALIAN was born in Tehran and raised in Amsterdam. Currently based in Montreal, she is a visual artist and writer. She holds a BFA from the Gerrit Rietveld Academy in Amsterdam, and explores voice, words, tone, as well as the rhythms of language. Her writing examines human relationships, both good and bad.

Copyright © 2018 by Ghazaleh Abassalian. All rights reserved.

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