The Honeybees of KarmabyVictoria_Lucas©
Collecting karma is akin to holding
water in your palm. It is inevitably spent
as fast as earned. The guy you cut off in traffic,
the waitress you didn't tip because she flirted
with your man, bad thoughts about the boss.
The register reads empty if not negative
for those (most) people, membership not required.
I signed up for a card
when I took the danger –job
and started collecting points. I gave away
the seats on the train, believed the innocent best
about the homeless guy's intentions
with either me or my wallet.
I must admit, I was saving it up for the big prize;
I was saving them up for you.
You smile and nod at my moshpit idea
of Aeroplan Jesus
and Scratch and Win Shiva,
keeping your Love and Peace
ace in the hole. The Spirit of the 60's
may live on in a green-smoky haze,
but my honeybees of karma
will fly you home.
for Tz., so glad you're back.