Old Dogs

EXPIRED AT HOME


enthroned
on the crapper
I'm just back
from a walk
feeling serene
and healthy

fresh air
in my lungs
circulates freely
delivering oxygen
throughout my body
to well-stretched limbs
and a well-rested mind
the anticipated evacuation
of my bulging bowels
will complete this
scene of serenity
lulling me into
a gentle
euphoria

the cat
saunters in
to the cozy confines
of my bathroom haven
and I reach down
to stroke her back
as she greets my ankles
purring at the contact
and gazing happily up
in the appreciation
that we both have
for the peace
of the
moment

what's better
than these simple
slices of pleasure
sporadically calming
the limited durations
of our fleeting mortality
hopefully carrying us through
the daily realization
of our lowly place
in the universal
clockwork
of time?

I could die
here on my perch
without any regret
knowing the contentment
will quickly pass
leaving me alone
in a world of
discontentment
confusion
and doubt

I only hope
that the newspapers
will be magnanimous
with the description
of my poorly
positioned
demise