A small gray room, a white window,
artificial light. A black wood
bed. A place to sleep or pray.
What counts more- peace or
What is the difference between
you and the lethargic dog lying by
the half-opened door? The answer is:
guilt and faux superiority.
It's not about you, afterall.
There are no strings to pull
the moon into your bedroom or
saddle to ride the sun across
the morning's sky. Remove
the collar from your anxious dog-
go out into the uncertain world.