Dogs 2010

DEADMAN'S FLOAT
(6/14/10)


he hangs
there
suspended
in an ocean
of life

he is
alive

barely

he awaits
something
or someone
to rescue
his floundering
philosophy
of today

he knows
enough
to come up
for air
but not
much else

he bobs
up and down
unaware
of the splendid
depths below
or the vast
expanse
above

his eyes
closed
the coolness
of the water
soothes him
and the air
on his back
lets him know
that his next
breath
is near

he has
no reason
to struggle
or swim
onward

surely
help
will arrive
soon