I got filthy practicing yoga this morning
I love to stretch, the dog loves to fetch
And like dogs do, the ball gets slimy, then really dirty.
And the dog rubs the slime and dirt all over me in an attempt to encourage me to throw
the damn ball again
it sails out the doorway of what I like to call the yoga studio
and back into the dirt
which is the by product of tearing out all the ivy
and the dirt, lots of it, is all over me
Because the dirty ball is being cleaned by rubbing it on my legs
Getting dirt in my eyes during my shoulder stand
tossing the ball with my legs over my head
tossing the ball while trying to sit in a half lotus and contemplate the day
the day, said the dog
pushing the dirt encrusted ball into my back
belongs to me.