Dogs 2014

NO TRIBE
(10/20/14)


no place

no people

no home
to call
my own

detached
to the extreme

even
in dreams

I free float
through life

untouched
by anything

by anyone

I walk
the streets
unrecognized

when
I die
they will not
know
what to do
with my
remains

there will
be
no one
to ask

so cast
my ashes
toward
the sky

there is
nowhere
for them
to land