A Climb With a Lost Dog

A windy blow uphill all the way dog running ahead as if we are going somewhere we are going to the edge the very edge of a steepness Climb dog panting maybe me breathing both pulling at a leash mine is long and inelastic dog has a bone in his soul he won't let go of it I got a rope for my life in case a life gets stuck on a ledge or in case it doesn't Blow wind blow my darling is dead the howl in my head keeps me doggedly clambering bent to the gale Dog looks back black eyes wide she's seen the top of the climb knows the ghost in my mind will not go further her worried bark a warning