Dogs 2010

SOLISTICE
(12/14/10)


I tilt
the extreme                 away
from all warmth
and light
then hang
there
for just
a bit

apart
from
everything

everyone

I smile
at the prospect
of no prying questions
forthcoming
concerning
my apparent
disappearance

no explanations
required
in my
self sustaining
solo system

I spin
about an
axis
of detachment
revolving
around
a forever
setting
sun

the weight
of my shadow
l o n g   s t r e t c h i n g   l o n g e r
dragging me
toward
an eventual
horizon
of death
to populated
perplexities

they
will find
the equinox
without me