Dogwalker

best dark
is under the blankets late at night
no sound
no light
only something breathing
that might be me
or could be
just a dream

of the long invisible night
when the brain runs away
to a universe
with no planets no suns
no gods and no men
where nothing alive
need know it’s alive

until the morning
kick-starts the brain
the body reels
like a motorcycle kicked over

and for one
beautiful moment
there is no voice
to foul my mind
like a duck drowned
in fisherman’s line

only the name-chain
around my neck
licking me like a dog
till I bleed