having never heard of a dog named poet
i thought it appropriate to finally meet one
he is a very large dog, friendly to a fault
yet i know - given the right situation, an
arm can fall off, as well a foot. so it's best
to keep a distance and admire such a beast
as he works. it is lazy work, not one that
will change the world, at least not ours. his
enthrallment with his tale and his woman
his own utopia of flowers and films, such
a poet only lives in the imagination. high in
colorado farms. where it gets too cold and gets
to the point where beauty has to sigh at its own
majesty. how i wish i had such a sight in life
