Dogs 2014

PSYCHO PATH
(11/25/14)


a lifetime
of wandering
these desperate
disparate
directions of futility
might make me
wonder
if there are any
goals
to this life
at all

but
as the years
advance
I begin to notice
that certain indicators
begin to align

they begin
to point
a common heading

and for once
I sense
a destination
in the distance

a strange
glow
that seems warming
and worrying
at the same
time

but
the closer
that I get
it's the comfort
not the disconcertment
that I feel
the most

I have
been slowly
but now more
rapidly
going insane
by society's
standards

I feel
as if
I'm going home
for the first
time

I smile
much more
than is
needed

and no one
any longer
will meet
my eyes