spiritually horny customers

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Later this morning, assuming I don't drop dead between now and then, I will go out to the zendo and do zazen (seated meditation) for an incense stick or maybe more. I no longer have the vim and vigor to play the Zen enthusiast, garrulous as an aging hooker on a slow night, but it does cross my mind:

If you do practice, it's gone.

If you don't practice, it's gone.

What in heaven's name is wrong with 'gone?'

My own take is hardly likely to bring in any spiritually horny customers, but it does suit me:

Gonzo!
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