Instead of losing your attachments
Why not try to hold onto them
Try as hard as ever you can
Don’t let go, whatever you do
Not of lost love
Or past memories
Not of secrets, or promises
Or anything which gifts you joy
It is foolish to believe
That if you lose attachments
You will relieve your suffering
If anything the opposite is so
Instead of banishment
Turn to celebration
Dust off the cobwebs from your photographs
Buy no more love-psychology books
Make a collage of words and pictures
To breathe new life
Into that which the miserable buggers
Would have you throw away
