Decoy: Grab and Let Go

Meditation absorption,
As phenomena arising
Streamed outward
In the mind’s eye,

As if responding to
The, “not yours,” strategy,
Drifted off like clouds
But shrank as it departed,

Off to the horizon it flowed
Until naught remained,
And the process
Repeated over and over again,

But then,
Some difficult pain
Gave rise to great frustration
And distraction set in,

Tried to notice how that felt
But at first just inflated irritation
Into angry thinking,
‘What’s the point of noticing this!’

Feeling it’s all about killing time
Until the bell goes,
Just waiting,
Really frustrating and tedious,

Also itching, how annoying!
But then suddenly noticed posture
And minimal pain
Aback the shoulders,

As had quit ‘trying’ to sit up straight
Due to preoccupation with discomfort;
Then counting breaths created suitable diversion.
I guess this sit was indeed partially about,
‘What do I do in this situation?’