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Dogs 2018

THE WILL IS WEAK
(2/6/18)

you win

you are
better
than me

you can
deal
with the
crowds

the fanfare

a myriad
of responsibilities

and still
apparently
stay connected
to the
essence
of our
existence

I
however
am too easily
distracted

I need
silence

solitude

to get
even the
tiniest
glimpses
of God

I struggle
each day

each minute

trying to validate
my life
metaphysically

I must
seem lost
to someone
like you

disconnected
from all
that civilization
has to offer

I cannot
argue
with that
assessment

I am
a misfit

unable
to serve
both society

divinity
at the same
time

I need
to go
now

I am
beginning to feel
a bit
overwhelmed
again

my soul
may be
at risk

I shall
see you again
sometime

for a
minute
or two

in an
open

isolated
area

come alone
of course