My off-leash dog
Wander, my pet, and return at your leisure
Did you see the spinning
Of stigmas, and dogmas
Spun to mess, like finger-paints to muck?
Did you get undeniably stuck
In that moment,
Feel your former self
Dissolve like chicken shit
Into the eager paddy field?
Did your stone heart yield,
For just a moment,
And remind you that a white flag is a long shot
In a land of dirt and rot?
Did the kettle knock the pot
A little far off the rocker?
Western dream sublimated
In a single bite of rice
In balloon-bar dancing night
By a heartbreak so concise
That the pieces multiplied.