Dogs 2007

WALKING HELL
(2/7/07)


some days
are a gift

a blessing
to be alive

a deep sense
of belonging
and connection
filling us
with contentment
and joy

for him
this was not
one of those
days

he walked
the streets
knowing that
he would never
measure up
to society's
his family's
or his own
expectations

he couldn't
look in a mirror
or spend too
much time
dwelling on his
limited mortality
or the burn
would begin
and it wouldn't be
the welcomed radiation
of Mr. Sun

it would be
the glow
from below
toasting
his soul
and there was
no relief
from that
devilish heat

then
the anger
would rise
and with his
unfocused wrath
he began to feel
empowered
with the absolute
uselessness
of it all

the hate
that he felt
for the human condition
gave him purpose
for the first time
that day

he raised
his face
to the sky
and smiled