The bones unburied, halfway in
fossilization, reveal what might have been
the spokes of sun or the trellis of an ancient leaf,
and the canine who concealed the ossein had thinned out of flesh
long winters ago when my father had to lie about death,
no, about the ways of the life.
He heaved and hauled my weight to the pet cemetery.
Innocence was the flesh of my dog.
Illustration Nick Victor
Authored ‘The Circus Came To My Island’, ‘A Place For Your Ghost Animals, Understanding The Neighborhood’, ‘Scratches Within’, ‘Kleptomaniac’s Book of Unoriginal Poems’, ‘Eternity Restoration Project- Selected and New Poems’ and now ‘Herding My Thoughts To The Slaughterhouse-A Prequel’ (Alien Buddha Press)