Farrah's red bathing suit poster

i remember,

when i was young,

trying meditation for a while.

it was

mixed in with

rudimentary yoga.

it was the early 70's s

when i wore

a striped headband

to keep the long hair

out of my eyes.

i'd stare

at a lit candle

in the otherwise dark room,

with my legs and arms

folded

in a pretzel like position

and breathe

in and out slowly, while

repeating

a mantra

of my choosing,

which was,

i love you Farrah Fawcett.

her famous red

bathing suit

poster was scotch taped

to the back of my

bedroom door.

i think they

called it transcendental

meditation.

sometimes i'd fall asleep,

with melted wax

on the rug,

and other times

i'd have to call up my girlfriend

next door,

to see what she was doing.

i'd ask her if

maybe she wanted

to come over for a while.