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