this is the story of the glass that was real heavy so heavy

it was so heavy it made the ground crunch in

everyone wanted to pick it up cuz it was so beautiful

they tried for a long time grunting

no one could pick up the glass, except for one being - my dog

he picked up the glass and held it in his teeth

and cocked his head to the side like what? why did i pick this up? what is this

omigod stop said everyone omg a dog has the glass DOG STOP you will BREAK it that is PRECIOUS GLASS heavy glass beautiful

hrm? Hrm awoo? bark? said my dog, hrm awoo bark? i do not understand doot doot?

AHHHHHH MAKE HIM DROP THE GLASS said everybody looking at me

MAKE HIM DROP THE GLASS OMIGODDD

sit i said

my dog sat

shake i said

my dog shook hands with me with his paw

what a well trained dog, somebody whispered

lay down i said

he laid down

now dog i said

now dog, you take that glass and run boy. run for the far hills where nobody can get you. you take that heavy glass and take it away to paradise! go! go! go!

the dog ran off

everyone was mad now. pissed

they got out knifes and bats

you fucked up

they said

that heavy glass belonged to the richest man on earth

well

i said

unless the richest man on earth is my freaking DOG i think u are mistaken

they came for me

i pulled out my sword

ha hah uh hah wha bam bam

one by one they came up to me with different fighting styles

bam boom i knocked one down

then another

YOU CANNOT CONTAIN THE HEAVY GLASS i bellowed

THE HEAVY GLASS WANTS TO BE FREE

meanwhile my dog

running with all his might heard a tiny voice

coming from the object in his mouth

that made him cock his head and go whuh

it said

wheeeeeee

wheeee

im freeeeeeeeee

ha ha ha ha haaaaaaaa

bloody and spent

i knocked down the last of my assailants

with ragged breath

i sheathed my cool sword

and walked to the beach

two doctors, desperate and blinded by sweat/work ethic

operating side by side without knowing it

accidentally removed both my kidneys at the same time

so it’s only for so long i can sit

funny legged and

there isn’t a lot to deathbed confess

just reiteration

the people i talk to in daylight

pretend to spurn reiteration

i won’t, tonight

see, the last time i ever drove my car

i froze on the highway forced into a daydream

of you on a sheet of ice

skating twirling

smiling with skateboots full of snow

a whole slew of arms reached down to feel

past the ice that freezing clear water

it was happening to me again

i could feel it

i careened into the median

and swept right past two trucks

and landed on a high incline

almost tipped down into the service road

i grinned, because finally life had given me a reason,

among other things,

never to drive again

—

body is a wonderland

the running man

this morning, with many flourishes, i made pancakes

with the window open, the countertop was cool

as old stone

the face of my dog stayed on top of my eyes

like staring too long at a light

i let that face flash throbbing

and fade away

in the park,

the distant windows of houses

were the squarest thing i could see

the tiny hills of grass moved against each other

and grass kissed grass

a bout of nausea

gave me xray eyes

and i could see my squirming feet in my socks and shoes

suddenly a smell hit me, the smell of wool

and my dog walked slowly in a circle around a flower

tail in the air

the steady axe of your fingers

as legs, on a swivel point

rush from my head to my chest

yes,

my body is a wonderland

for the running man

excepting the swarm of friendly parasites

with me all the time

the running man knows me best