Doesn't get any better than this

Meditating at iHop  

Stomp off your snow at iHop

Follow her this way past booths

By the black ladies with eyes

Order decaf, a plate of fries

Note the heating ducts, syrups

Uniformity, rhythm and orange

Plug in at iHop to meditate

Regard the breakfast photos

Everything lucky and consequential

She brings the copper kettle

You are feeling calm and relaxed

Outside scrape the snowplows

Ketchup, Equal, iHop

Squeeze those muscles, good job

It is as if—you are there

Each fry slick and hot and cut

And now I’d like you to bring your

Attention back to the body

Everyone just fine at iHop

That’s it, breath deeply, pour

As much as you wish

Make two tight fists, that’s it              

When you meditate at iHop
It is as if--you are there