The doghead with human body (or should
we say human body with doghead) shows
how snooping through lost foggy boneyards could
double for digging up dark graveyard rows
of corporate types left for dead. How nice
for dogheads (snazzed in three-piece suits) to paw
at earth as if searching for souls on ice
or bond thugs drowned in underwater awe
of empty houses no one can market.
Watchdogheads (like Buddhists) pay attention
to praise what’s surreal, then sniffling bark it
to anyone in earshot (or vision
called eyeshot) on point toward that empty lot
like it’s a subdivision (but it’s not).
Roger Armbrust
October 30,
2012
