Dogs 2006

ANKLE DANCE
(7/17/06)


no doubt
that I'm an idiot
and certainly
feel like one
shuffling through the house
jeans around my ankles
in search of a suitable
toilet paper
substitute

who's to blame
when I'm the only one
living in this place
the only one
who can solve
this simple
dilemma?

I have a job
that pays me money
to put gas in a car
that would drive me
to any nearby
repository
of paper products
and enable me
to purchase
needed supplies
but
that has not
been done

what
was I waiting for?
an emergency?
a definite need?
a home delivery?
it was not
a negotiation
of some complex
NAFTA agreement
that would take years
and scores of lawyers
to resolve
it was just a matter
of buying some shit tickets
from the corner market
on my way
to or from
anywhere

finally
I'm in the kitchen
where the dishrag
paper towels
or grocery sacks
present me
with my
immediate
alternatives