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Dogs 2020

vi
(1/12/2020)


Faris
had only
brought with him
that which
he could
carry

some
clothes

a few
hard
toiletries

fewer
mementos

a foldable
army surplus
cot

and a
prayer
rug

not
that he prayed
anymore

he hadn't
lost
his faith

he had
merely transcended
what faith
could provide

he now
had certainty
of a higher
order

what else
did he
really need?

he did
enjoy
waking up

being able
to put his
bare feet first
upon a woven
surface

a minor
concession
to comfort

before
putting on
his sandals

to traverse
the dusty
cave floor

and begin
his daily
trek

through the
desert
of his
understanding