My dog does not question
why I’m beneath my desk.
She senses why I’m upset, statuesque—
the sullen fist striking wall
has sent her here, too. We share
panic’s wedge, cooped chests interjecting
be your own mother, protect, protect.
Without, day shortens, the year’s enamel
smelt & gray. Impressive, how long
an animal can crouch. Me, knees to chin.
Childhood game: don’t move. Tuck within.
Be unseen. Proximate to chaos,
consider time’s husbandless stare.
Know where love abides. Send signal flare.