Poemdog

Dogs 2017

FOREIGN LAND
(2/23/17)

I am
a stranger
here

the temperature
too hot
for me

I sweat

I am uncomfortable

I attempt
to communicate
with the locals
but have
a difficult time
conveying
my meaning

they either
look confused

or angry
with me

I do not
intend
to offend

to intrude

I simply
want
to get along

I smile

I shuffle

I shrug
my shoulders

I turn

walk back
into my house

the front yard
is too much
for me
some days