The Lazarus Pit

Morality, like art, means drawing a line someplace. - Oscar Wilde

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Monday, March 8, 2010

We Howl For Dogs To Join Us

We howl for dogs to join us
And sing
Our solipsistic songs
We bring the women
To the yard
And pinch their wings

We howl for dogs to join us
And rest our palms
On the wind-beaten foreheads
Of friends
Until the creases unfold

We howl for dogs to join us
And oscillate with the pitch,
Our bodies like bowls
And the tongue the apparatus
Dragged along the rim
So as to sing

We howl for dogs to join us
With the merchants of vice
To bathe our short fuses
Under softer lights
Until mortality
Seems tidied up

We howl for dogs to join us
And pray the sky
Doesn’t join the expanse,
Become borderless
And draw us in

We howl for dogs to join us
As we let go the wings
Or nail them to boards
Or simply take a feather
For a hat

We howl for dogs to join us
And forgive us our dread
As we forgive
The dread of others

We yawn
To the sunset
And yawn
To the breeze
And forget the toe
That broke the pond

We howl for dogs to join us
Weary of the wolf
Careless of the calf

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