To walk a dog
	Is holding back
		The fear
down a street 
	dark shadows full
		of evil men
several feet away
	blown pictures of leaves
		by the lampost
crackling into my
	complete mind 
		with true horror
cars that fill
	or halve reality
		cross my eyes
houses far off
	who cares anymore
		they have my dog.

7:34 PM 11/30/04