Dogs 2014

BREAKING BOUGH
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I hear
the cracking

feel the
sag
of this dead
bare branch

it's
my fault
really

I chose
this limb
when I climbed
back up
society's tree

the others
had so many
leaves

nuts

wildlife

I've only seen
a crow
or two
on this perch
in my decade
and a half
here

soon
it will all
tumble down
and I'll be back
on that ground
of chaos
that was
my home
for so long

I just
couldn't bring
myself
to jump
in the middle
of all that foliage
with the rest
of them

I kept
to the perimeter
and that is
always
the first to go
in a storm

oh well

if the fall
doesn't kill
me
I do
remember
how to
survive
down
there

avoid
the forests
altogether

simply walk
away
from the shade
of humanity

feel
the cold
hard ground
of solitude
beneath
my feet

alone
and frozen
will become
my natural
state

as if
it had really
ever changed