No One Thinks Nothing

"The affair began in the Heaven of the Suite of the Thirty Three "
The Dhammapada

I wondered about what she could have said
about the day Adoring with Flowers when she fell
from a nimba branch with her offering set out to tremble

with the slight breeze I could
dry some paint on it for you whoever is here
with all the dirt

I slipped into another world
but all I did was pray to live with you again born after
and then married
I became an alms giver and put the mats out day after day

I was so good everyone brought lily water
petals and aspen clippings
to give to me to give
while I wondered what I could vacuum

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