The World As I See It

I have a lot of Dogs. They roam the land within the universe at my loves behest. She built this boat for us; I just run the the thing. I know exactly what they all sound like; even the ones that are no longer with us. I can hear them outside my window like if I could just look out far enough I could find my big red dog again. But she isn’t there.

I also hear animals

I hear animals that aren’t there

I hear helicopters that aren’t there

I hear soliders that aren’t there

I hear shots that aren’t there

There was no valor in my service; I have no right to the lashes I feel. But they are there either way. And its pathetic. Truly.

The animals are back; the rest will follow. And that is how the cycle works. This is the first time I’ve really been able to lay it out like that. When I come back up for air. I hope its with better things to say.

I am sorry.

Hearld.