Deficiency
The Deficiency
Recurring dream in a city landscape,
Streets between tall buildings are like mountains
No wild goat will climb.
I want to go home and feed my dog
But have lost my air-line ticket
And the taxi I took to get to the airport is lost
keeps running in darkening circles.
The face I knew is no longer mine
It was lost somewhere in strange lands where
I thought to find contentment
To escape my childhood, but the face I see in
The morning is of a sullen child
Which no longer cry and cannot smile; this
Old face is not mine, I can’t blame the dog.
It waits and waits and id
Old still remembering good words and cuddles
I stretched my hand through time
The dog understands my helplessness closes
Its eyes and sleep.
Guilt and Disappointment I could have done
Much better
What was given I rejected.
But once upon a time I danced the tango in
Argentina, long before the dog was born.
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