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Dogs 2016

KARMA WRECK
(8/7/16)

a routine

a rhythm
with the world
is finally
established

accepted

at times
though
the routine
seems
a rut

nothing
like a car crash
to remove
the focus
from the everyday

parts flying

smoke
and liquids
emanating

the walking
wounded
surveying
the damage

all feeling
a bit more fortunate
to be alive

except
perhaps
the perpetrator
of the misjudgment
that caused
the collision

he again
has reason
to question
his entire
existence

searching
the aftermath
for a new
path