Thursday, August 2, 2018

Around the Bend (Day 561)


Just around the bend   he told himself   an effort 
of will   striving toward the pump-house    
each shuffling step taking him ever-so-slowly down 
the dirt road   toward a clearing often favored 
by dog-walkers among his neighbors   still moving   

each step a fence post leaning precariously 
toward the road   bargaining with the universe   
a game he played to keep himself going these days   
If I can make it around the bend then she 
will be waiting for me at home   but he knew

the universe plays by its own rules   and so 
was not too terribly disappointed when he heard 
only his keys hitting the bottom of the catch-all 
bowl near the door as he entered his house
like an echo of all the years   if only he had a dog


(c) 2018, by Hannah Six