Dogs 2015

SPACE - THE FINAL NEUROSIS
(4/17/15)


I don't ask
for much

just
some room
to operate

a being-free
buffer
in which
to conduct
my activities

my inactivities

when I'm
alone
I'm perfectly
sane

perfectly
in sync
with the world

with the
cosmos

I can handle
anything

I can handle
nothing

as long
as I am allowed
a modicum
of solitude

I am perfect

I am only
wrong
when I try
to belong

it's good
to see you

it really
is

from a distance

through
the ether
from afar

but never
close enough
for a handshake

a hug

claustrophobia
is my
paranoia

simply offer
a wave

a shout
of greeting

allow me
to pass
unaccosted

we will be
the best
of friends

at least
the best
for me

I do hope
that your
life
is a happy
one

enjoy it
at your leisure

far away
from my quarantined
contentment