Poemdog

Dogs 2016

LEAN
(3/21/16)


this doesn't
agree
with me

this tilting
toward
the sun

I see smiles
out
on the streets

streets
that I had
to my own
during those months
of cold
and darkness

now
they are crowded
with shorts

tank tops

flip flops

sunglasses
and sweat

I do not
belong

I maneuver about
my own axis

one that weighs
away
from the crowd

I know
that I'm not
alone

but when
so much energy
is spent
avoiding
the majority

finding
those few
others
can be
quite difficult