Dogs 2015

DREAMS OF THE DEAD
(5/19/15)


to be
having lunch
with my mother
15 years
after
her passing
is both
comforting
and disconcerting

we wait
for our food
and I talk
of my most recent
self-induced
misfortunes

as there
were many
during
her lifetime

a storm
suddenly
erupts

we look
through the
plate glass
watching
wind
rain
and darkening skies

"I shouldn't
have left
my jacket
in the car"

she says

why can't
she just ask me
to go get
her coat?

I think
in my sleeping
state

I will gladly
bring it inside
for her

if
she would
just ask

I leave
her there
with a worried
expression
as I wake
to live
my precious day