Dogs 2010

DIE IN FRONT OF ME
(4/12/10)


you drop
your worldly wants
at my feet
expecting
them to materialize
magically
as if
I held
some mystical sway
over the cosmic
order

I do not

all
that I have
I had to earn
thorough prosaic
toil and
time

I will gladly
give it all
to you

while enjoyable
very little
is essential

I wish
I could enclose you
in the capsule
of comfort
that a hot
cup of coffee
can provide
while sitting
on a cold
winter's curb
waiting
for a bus

such instances
seem no less
than the Grace
of God

I had
only to suffer
a small death
of material comfort
and security
in order
to attain
that bliss

I wish
for you
that demise
today

dead
your life
will seem
so much more
complete