Poemdog

Dogs 2016

DOLLHOUSE
(1/18/16)


we spend
our lives
inside
a miniature
construct
of convention

enduring
an existence
of performing
our proper
rolls

wearing
our pretty
costumes

marginally aware
of the vastness
of possibility
outside
of these
thin walls

simply
without the time
to explore
those exterior
alternatives

we are
so caught up
in playing
pretend

some of us
do seem
to succeed
within this fragile
framework

but we know
in our souls
that we are wasting
our efforts
upon this
fleeting fancy

sensing
that there is
something greater
waiting outside
this tenuous
structure

something
more real

more
meaningful

and as our
schedules permit

we look out
of our little
windows

mourning
the myriad
of tiny
collapsing nows