The dog whimpers in her sleep.
She chases something I can’t see.There is a hole in the universe.
There is nothing there.We are much more complex
than previously believed.Smoke from the Dog Creek Fire
seals this valley grey.How can there be nothing?
There is a hole in my life.My dog chases it in her sleep.
She whimpers, her feet twitch.Her chromosomes swirl into
something new, somethingdoglike, and precious.
Snapshot Poem 05 September 02007
2 responses to “Snapshot Poem 05 September 02007”
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This is wonderful, the words match the wise expression on her face.
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As a fellow Schnauzer lover, your picture and poem made me smile. Thanks.
Peace,
Milton
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