Dogs Barking

I have this dog

He looks at me like I’m not a wretch

Like I’m not a sinner forlorn to let him down

But his tail still wags with hope of what I might be

The owner he’s deserved since the sac broke

A fence he lives in now

We all live in fences

Sometimes we open the gate and the world is a rainbow

Sometimes the clouds rain mortgages

If I let him go will he come back?

Will he be calm like my hand against his back?

Or will he turn himself over to the wild?

Never to be seen again in this world of cement

We are all dogs barking at the gate

Coffee breath

The window I look through is smeared with coffee breath

Cappucino talk of a wife who doesn’t go south anymore

The cups are meant to be filling

To quench the thirst for what ails these Docker zombies

But it only opens the hole a little more

The suffocating rapacious greed of humanity against its mother

I am no different

I order a grande and wait for my prescription

Somewhere in the mountains a wolf howls.

His soul pierced with windmills of the masses

He and I are not unlike

Blood and bone and balls

We fight the world we’re born into and then

Make our death nests among the rubble.

Grizzly blood

Grizzly bears are gods

That’s what the Indians say

I shot one of these

It ate berries on the way

I wanted to smell his hair

I wanted to kiss his claws

I wanted to put the meat

Inside my own set of flaws

I don’t know if it was right

I don’t know if it was wrong

I just wanted to be there

When it walked behind the fog

I’ve killed a god before

I weep for its bed

Like the stuff in me

The blood he had was red