Dogs 2007

EQUINOX
(8/4/07)


it's the heat
I think
that does it

possibly
a surfeit
of sunlight
stresses
the cerebral
cortices
in some
manner

whatever
the cause
the majority
seem to go apeshit
in the summer

and then
for some reason
they seem
to seek me out
for a solution
to their maladies

problems
that would not
have caused
a ripple
in more temperate
ponds
become tsunamis
of castastrophe
when amplified
by the extremities
in this overwhelming
seasonal sea

my phone rings
but I have
no answers
for them

during the milder
calendar interludes
they spent their time
pursuing all
of the usual
targets of media hype
and consumer allure
wondering why
I did not join
in the joy
of all those
diversions offered
by such smiling
panderers

they ridiculed
my isolation
and reluctance
to become a part
of the mirthful
majority

now
they want cures
for their ills

as the sweat
drips from my nose
and the heat
fogs my glasses
I can only smile
shake my head
and advise them
to prepare
for the summers
yet to come

but
they want
a nice place
to cool off
a cold drink
to chill their souls
and some companionship
to soothe
those sweltering
sexual spells
in order
to temporarily
get them
through
their present
torment

they will
be calling
back
next week
next month
next year

perhaps
the time
has come
for an unlisted
number