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I Am Alone

The dog barks as the neighbor
slams his car door.
I sit and begin to forge this fantasy.
I am alone.

I think of it. My mind has died,
but never shared that truth
with this godless shell.
I am alone.

The dog is beautiful-hairy and white,
like a little Husky.
I can not grasp her language.
I am alone.

The car is white, like the dog.
It is parked in the garage.
It beckons to me wordlessly.
I am alone.

I am partial to Billy Joel.
I think he could be a Poet Laureate.
They ridicule him.
I am alone.

There is a door at the bottom
of the stairway.
I close it. I slowly grab a towel.
I am alone.

The towel is white.
I stuff it tightly under the door.
It is sealed. The dog is upstairs.
I am alone.

I look at the work of my Poet Laureate.
“The Nylon Curtain” seems appropriate.
I choose it.
I am alone.

I enter the garage,
closing the house’s door behind me.
There is an esoteric silence.
I am alone.

Yet,
another white towel closes the gap
below the door which allows entrance
into the house.
I am alone.

I love the dog. She is safe.
No doors are opened to the hellish,
torture-ladened outside world.
I am alone.

I slip into the car.
The key in my hand finds its way
into the slit of the ignition switch.
I am alone.

I turn the key
and hear the car begin to laugh.
I block out the combustible laughter.
I am alone.

I open the car window
to make sure I inhale the car’s
toxic, odorless exhalation.
I am alone.

I induce the reclination
of the back support.
I lie back, hoping for sleep.
I am alone.

I hear the Poet Laureate
sing about
the death of the American steel industry.
I am alone.

The poet’s voice fades
as my eyes leak and then close.
I can not relay the finality,
for I am alone.

COPYRIGHT 2001 by Michael Bonanno
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