POEM-Joe Ducato-Dog Logic

Dog Logic

By Joe Ducato

When I lay down, I mean it.
That's one of the differences between you and me.

That, and you fancy yourself to be so many things
while I know that I am but a few.

I am the door to the world you only read about in books.

Lay down your pen man! It's not in books.
It's in me.

I am the lightening rod to all those things that stop their dance whenever you come around.

I am the summer friend who once played catch with you all day long but who now balances books for a living in San Francisco.

I AM THE GOD OF FROLIC! Make no bones about it.
I AM THE GOD OF FROLIC!

I am wolf.
To know me is to touch the steps of the ladder with your bare toes.

And if you wonder why I chase birds that I know I can never catch, the answer is simple. I do it because I must. Do things because you must and happiness is yours.

And when it's my turn to go back into the Earth, I will not fight it, like you. I've been closer to it than you from the beginning anyway.

No, when my time comes, I will simply shut my eyes and be no more…

…and then who will be left to get between you and that annoying factory whistle at noon?