2/18/2004

Good dogs
Lancelot
Arthur
and the puppies
ran off
across the grass
and
into the woods
with a purpose
that was beyond me
while I
though forewarned
that prejudice
was at work
on the path
between the trees
a possibility
hard to believe
found out first hand
it was true
requiring a change
in consciousness
and resourcefulness
to get past the obstacles
this created
after which
I called the man
who told me
to watch out
where
I was going
interrupting a conversation
between
he and his wife
to let him know
he was right
his response
low rumbling
age old
good natured
black laughter.