Zen Adventure

I have been wanting
to buy a native american flute
because I have been hearing
what sounds like
native american's voices
in my head,
so I drove
to a little town
around here
and listened to
my head,
and some voice
was telling me
about the impending doom
for the american white man,
for what he has done
to the native americans,
the african americans,
the hispanics, the japanese
and so on,
and when I got
to the shop,
I asked about
flutes
and found
the perfect one,
so that I could play it
so that nobody gets hurt,
since I also
am an american white man,
so when I got home
I played
and the voice kept talking,
so I thought,
"You know... I smell a delusion.
Maybe this voice
is some drunk neighbor...
or maybe I'm thinking
to myself... or maybe
I'm daydreaming"

so I felt much better.