Dogs 2012

LOCAL TRAFFIC ONLY
(10/20/12)


the sign
seems
to tell
me

KEEP OUT!

you do
not
belong

"you're
not
from around
here
are you
boy?"

they
ask me
rhetorically
in the state
of my birth

the state
of my youth

the states
of my travel

the state
of my current
residence

I am
always
from somewhere
else

my accent
my clothes
my demeanor
not quite
fitting
the profile

I can
only smile
and accept
the veiled
accusation

I look
to the night
sky
and see
a familiar
star

the bridge
may be out
but I have
things
to do

here
today

and
down
the
road

tomorrow