the dog jumps back
into the car,
through the opened maw
of its large rear door.
an SUV.
sports
and utility.
the dog jumps
like an athlete.
the door opens wide
providing many options
for utility.
the woman looks about
nervously.
she looks nervous
to me.
she might not be
nervous.
what do we know
of another?
most of our perceptions are
learned behaviors.
most of our thoughts are
coping mechanisms.
it isn’t important what
other people think
of you.
unless
what other people think
of you
is true.
are you breathing
while you walk?
holding on,
then
letting go?
do you lean slightly
into the enormity of time,
its impartial observance
of your
life?
