The Things I Mislaid

I found my understanding
on the Internet, but avoided
the fashion Buddhists, when
the sent out for vegetarian
lasagna, while meditating
with knees knotted to remind
them of their piety.

I found darkness
in a bitter old well, where I would
visit frequently to draw from
it's purity, and wallow in the
self satisfaction of my own
sacrifices.

I found my wisdom
in a copy of readers digest,
while waiting to see how many
points I had scored,
and if suicide was still not
an option.

I found my strength of character
where it had always been.