Dogs 2010

THE ANCIENT ONES
(8/12/10)


they
are limping
hobbled
bent
blind
and deaf

they
are still
alive

barely

death
dances in
then out
of their shadows
like a dervish
of diminishing
destruction

one can
just glimpse it
in the periphery
when looking
into their eyes

a glistening
congealment
of the darkness
that waxes
and wanes
with each
labored breath

still
they laugh
about their predicament
and at each loss
of life's little
daily functions

they know
very well
what is happening
and seem truly
fascinated
with their
gradual
demise

they know
that they
are going
and patiently wait
to see
where