Dogs 2010

FALL
(9/1/10)


I scan
the trees
searching
for some sign
that summer
is drawing
to a close

besides
a dead patch
here and there
from the heat
and desiccation
I see nothing
to give me
hope

I
zombie walk
the burning streets
wondering
when it will
ever end

waiting
for the day
when finally
spinning
turning
falling
at my feet

a little
corpse
of color
will look up
at me

letting
me know
that the days
are dying
again