Dogs 2015

BUMPER
(6/25/15)


I stare
at the glare
trying to focus
the source

sun
shining off
some chrome
ahead of
me

spotlighting
my current feelings
of futility

neither
succeeding
nor failing
I seem to be
circling
in some faltering
holding pattern
of decline

I see
no destination

I feel
no virtue
in any
of the social
strata

each level
containing
its own
esoteric games

created
by us

for us

to struggle
against
while we try
to forget
our approaching
deaths

I don't
want to be
distracted

I need
to experience
our elemental
nature

to stand
alone
in an open
field
and know
that I belong

but I sit

isolated
instead
in this vehicle

rolling over
crumbling
pavement

that covers
an earth
no longer able
to recognize
my face