Dogs 2012

THEY STILL SEE
(11/5/12)


at times
I am crowded
from my own
vision
by the frantic
searching
of the dearly
departed
for life

they
lock on
to the strangest
of things
distracting me
from my personal
priorities

a butterfly

a new car

a well
tended
yard

a dress
in a shop
window

a small animal
killed
in the road

children

tits
and ass

male
and female

to you
I may
seem lost

scattered

on a continual
basis

but it
because
of those passed
pushing me
from my sight
attempting to remain
in a world
already gone
to them

oh yes

the dead
still see

the dead
still see
through
me