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Dogs 2017

NOWHERE TO HIDE
(9/4/17)

no matter
how cleverly
I conceal myself
in my dreams

I am always
discovered

by the
curious

by the
malevolent

by the
immaterial
meanderers
in my mind

I realize
that in reality
I am attempting
to avoid
some other part
of my psyche

in which case
I have no hope
of escape

but these
minor nightmares
linger
into my waking
hours

causing me
to question
the stratagem
of avoidance
in real life

I have hidden
so often

profiting
neither myself

nor others

daylight
monsters
always
finding me

I cower
behind this
keyboard
now

knowing that
footsteps

growls

are coming
my way