Dogs 2012

NO PORT IN A CALM
(7/20/12)


they
find me

or I
find them

these ships
without
a destination

without
a purpose

they are usually
right
in front
of me

walking

driving

slowly

aimlessly

without
regard
for any
other
living being

time
apparently
not valuable
to them
they reason
that everyone's time
must be equally
worth wasting

they tack
hopelessly
against any
slight breeze
of inanity

I wish
to give them
true tasks
toward which
to direct
their efforts

efforts hopefully
away
from my
vessel

perhaps
employment
domestic
medical
or legal
complications
to keep them
occupied

to keep them
focused upon
something
more essential

although
the added
distractions
may only
confuse them
further

increasing
their lack
of compass

their
haphazard regard
for life

I do
my best
to navigate
through
and around
their frenetically
foamed
waters

but
they paddle
impotently
in every
direction
at once

best
to drop
anchor
and wait
for them
to pass

the tide
will eventually
solve them