Burn after Reading.
Just outside my window
I hear the late September dogs
And I understand their presence
As I underscore their song.
To run pack wise
Ferocity freed
Toward You
Away from You
Or to stand and scratch
In this red dirt ground
Symbol and sigil
Story and sign.
So burn this after reading
For a nod to the heat
A wink at the light
And another smouldering fade
To black.
Joe Black