Poemdog

Dogs 2019

AS CIRCUMSTANCE CONSPIRES
(10/10/19)


I await
divorce

accident

unemployment

to spin
the wheel
of change

to reshape
my life

then I’ll
adapt

reinvent

but each
time

I seem
to be returned
unharmed
to my
origin

as if
fate refuses
to decide
my future
for me

I sit
forever mired
in sameness

unmoved
by the madness
about me

almost jealous
of those
whom disaster
has chosen
to dislocate

I will
die here
in my
routine

unless
a bit
of self-destruction
comes into
play

a talent
that has sadly
atrophied
in my sobriety

I purposely
prick
a finger

watch
for the blood
to point
a direction