Old Dogs

EVENING NEWS


concrete
realities of youth
tangible perceptions
with neither doubt
nor question
of alternative
or contradictory natures
all of life was up front
and firmly within
the grasp

even
the emanations
from a dubious source
a portal of fabrication
in homes across the land
were easily acceptable
including the most
bizarre of productions
which were nonetheless
believable

until
they attempted
to portray the mundane
transforming the commonplace
into disturbing apparitions
of surrealistic proportion
causing a cloudiness
in those once
well defined
realities

today
I walk uncomfortably
down the city streets
nothing i see anymore
seems steady or stable
the feeling of fuzziness
that once touched me
only fleetingly
through images
of electronic conveyance
now dwells within me
as persistently
as the air
in my
lungs

I hesitate
to touch anything
or anyone
for fear
of verification
that all is indeed
illusion
and once that point
is reached
the visions will vanish
leaving me alone
in a universe
of my own
disbelief