Poemdog

Dogs 2016

RELOCATION
(10/5/16)

I continually
consider
the shedding
of my geographical
karma

I'm sure
that I have
at least
one more move
left in me

but the thought
of moving
only moves me
to complacency

the logistics
involved
are a large
stone
of inertia
smothering
my soul

I look
out
of my window

the buildings

the people

the traffic

imprison
me

to see
the city

not be
the city

seems
the answer

the deserts

the beaches

the mountains

will move
to me
in my dreams