The Fleece by Alison McKenzieI’ve opened an alternate reality
It’s just me and my dog now,
The ringing in my ears,
And the dead of this moment.
I silently marvel
That the juxtaposition of dog
Is God.
I don’t feel connected to anything
Well, maybe I do to my dog.
I snatched him back
From his near death experience.
But I can't be sure.
Nothing feels real anymore
And I wonder if
I’ve had some sort of breakdown.
I feel a little like Alice -
I want to see how far down
The Rabbit Hole really is.
The ring on my finger is connected
To the man who gently snores nearby
While I write to make some sense of it.
I know that maya is only illusion,
That I’m caught in the web.
I swear I don’t know how to get unstuck.
I have nine paths before me,
None of them right.
Anyway, most of them won’t let me keep my dog.
And this becomes the fleece.
10/25/2010 Author's Note: Just waiting for answers.
Posted on 10/25/2010 Copyright © 2024 Alison McKenzie
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Posted by June Labyzon on 10/26/10 at 03:53 PM The ring on my finger is connected
To the man who gently snores nearby
While I write to make some sense of it.
Love this verse, know the feeling!!!! |
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