Dogs 2012

SHOOTING STONE
(7/11/12)


sight
slowly
returns

the echo
of a scream
eventually
dissipates
from the tiled
interior

the tears
dry
and allow
clearer vision
of the white
porcelain
as I lean
hand
against wall
to support
my buckled
knees

something
dark
is coming
into focus

some
type
of urinary
meteorite
has plummeted
from my
penile sky

interesting

I shake
zip up
then carefully
extract
the excretion
clinging luckily
to a seemingly clean
if not antiseptic
urinal surface

I am
not
quiet sure
what
to do
next

I wash it
and my hands
in the sink
then dry
both appendages
and the deposit
with paper
towels

searching
for a suitable
receptacle
I settle
for my shirt
pocket
then return
to the office

to sit
very subdued
at my
desk

I wait
to finally
experience
some post
partum
relief

I feel
the simultaneously
small
but much
too large
calcic chunk
beneath
the fabric
over my
heart
then take
the first
full breath
in hours

my body
produced
this atrocity
but it does
not belong
inside me

now
I know
the pain
that we
must cause
this planet

mere
kidney stones
are we