Dogs 2012

STICKS, STONES AND ARROWS
(8/23/12)


how
do they
do it?

so easily
confound
our constitutions
with their words
thoughts
and ideas?

either
expressed
or perceived

how
are we
so corporeally
corrupted
by all of these
nonphysical
means
of contact?

they
are not
grabbing
our throats

spearing
our sides

sniping
bullets of lead
into
our hearts

they are
talking

they are
writing

they are
gesturing

they are
expressing
themselves
without inflicting
wounds
or bruises

still
we suffer
so

in mind
and body

consternation
and increased
heart rates

anxiety
and sweaty
skin

fear
hatred
and twisted
bowels

at seemingly
safe distances
from our tormenters

so
when
any actual
damage done
is desperately deep
within our own
psyches
where
do we seek
refuge?

what
buffering bastion
will shelter
us?

seek
thyself
the deliverance
of detachment

revel
in the fact
that you are
isolated

alone

untouchable

unknown

perambulate
the planet
leaving
no trace
of soul
in your footsteps

a ghost
of essence

no psychic
skin
to tear

no emotional
flesh
to hold

a choice
to make
for freedom's
sake
we hedge
and hesitate
with no real
resolution

miserably
waiting
in this
purgatory
of personalities

for either
peace

or
love

hoping
in vain

for both