Poemdog

Dogs 2016

SELF HELP
(7/30/16)

spending
much over
60 hours a week
at the office
catches up
with me
as I get
older

I lose
perspective

my sense
of humor

so I
get out

go home

play coma
patient
for an hour
or two

then
I get busy

work out

work
in the yard

work
around the house

walk

this afternoon
was different

I couldn't
move
for hours

I just
didn't care

finally
at 6pm
I put on
my walking
shoes

got out
in the sun

hoofing
the streets

seeing
groups of people

talking

smiling

laughing

cooking out

listening to
and singing
along to music

doing what
normal folk do
on a Saturday

I look
upon them
with wonder

they truly seem
to enjoy
themselves

I don't
understantd why
I can't be
relaxed
in a crowd

but I realize
that I would be
miserable
in their midst

I walk
on by

walk on
home

happy
to back

happy
to be alone

knowing
that walk
was necessary

to remind
me

to remind me
where
I belong

where
I need
to be

missing
no one

missing
nothing