Dogs 2010

FALL BACK
(11/9/10)


we
walk
each evening
hand in hand
for three
or four miles
depending upon
daily schedules
weather
and/or health

with
the seasonal
time change
my wife's
spirit
wanes
with the withering
light

I
on the
other hand
feel energized
with the cooler
temperatures
of the encroaching
darkness

I think
of past days
and my nightly
roamings
fueled by
alcohol
and more
than a touch
of insanity

I would
gaze in
through well lit
windows
of well yarded
homes
and fantasize
of a family
a house
and normality

then
I'd walk on
to close
the bars
and later return
to low rent
lodgings
financed
by assembly lines
washing dishes
and selling
blood

we finish
our route
and enter through
the front door
to settle in
for what remains
of our day

turning
on lights
closing blinds
and wondering
who looks in
upon
my supposed
sanity
tonight