Dogs 2012

DILAPIDATED DOMESCILE
(4/9/12)


this body
no longer
holds
the strain
of life

each repair
of collapse
seems to cause
a new weakness
in the structure

I think
of Solzhenitsyn's
Gulag mentality
and wonder
if it applies

maybe
all notions
of a healthful
corporeal existence
should now
be sacrificed
for the survival
of the spirit

I only
desire
a moment
or two
of respite
to enjoy
this fleeting
life

I have
wasted
so many
not knowing
the better

now
the focus
is upon
the discomfort

the pain

they
shout me
awake

they
wear me
into
unconsciousness

I want
to run
with the unthinking
abandon
of youth
until I drop
into an exhausted
heap

breathing
so violently
that any disease
is dislodged

any malady
loses grip

exhaled
with spent
carbon

excommunicated
from this church
of vitality
never
to return

instead
I shall limp
to the next
destination

hoping that
my responsibilities
hear not
my whining

they await
any weakness
in order
to eliminate
my relevance