Take both hands
and grip your ***
firmly

Feel that
that's you
the real you

it's probably
sitting
comfortably

it's likely
you've a drink
within reach

while you read
this this
poetry

breathe, look around
at here now
so small

to hold all
and yet
here we are

all that stuff
in your head
is imaginary

if you focus
on here and now
it disappears