Rejection Mindfulness

Sitting zazen I contemplate

the course of our failed marriage and

the many blessings my suffering has yielded.

I begin by meditating upon the time

you placed a note on my pillow.

The one that said “Leave me alone, loser.”

Next I am thankful that the fire of worldly passion

burning in my vitals was extinguished by

the third anniversary of my sleeping on the

tweed pull-down couch in the den.