What Dogs See

I lost myself in the web that was spun
In that sweet smelling dim dirt full basement

From Prince Edward Island I hitched a long way
Winding turnpikes and orange glow worms

To a lake in the wilderness shining in black
With a silver forest form an ellipse

In its depths found a monolith adorned with great paintings of wolves with yellow little sides

The grey, freezing water — it swirled around, whispering
Tuned from a phonograph, stuffed between brain cells for months
Since I heard your voice issue those phrases

I touched the world slowly, each ray of the spectrum
Revealed itself to me, dark matter was illuminated
In his extremities into this way of being

Serpents writhing on all sides of me
Celestial castles whose spectral planets
Filled gaps between stars in the night sky voids crystallize

This is what dogs see, oh, this is why they bay
And cower at something just over your shoulder