City Wolf
He said what are you and I said I am a man or maybe a wolf
lately I am not sure because I am weighing the advantages of both
man and wolf and it seems to be that maybe being a wolf is better
for wolves are wolves unbound by manthings. He asked what it meant
to be a wolf instead of a man and I repeated myself it meant not
being bound by manthings and he said what are those and I
said manthings are things like boxfood and paperwork and girlfriends
and saying a sunset is a sunset or a sun a sun. I continued saying
that manthings are anything that isn’t a nowthing like a pastthing
or a tomorrowthing. He said I don’t understand so I said you will
never be a wolf. It seems I also will never be a wolf.
I think I found the prettiest church in Tomsk. It’s up on a hill farther north in the city than where I live. I found a path that led around to the back of it with a view over Tomsk (I have that bad picture somewhere). A stray dog followed me back there, (there are a lot of those here) I thought “damn, this is how I die, killed by a rabid stray dog on what seemingly is the highest point in Tomsk behind a church.” The dog was really friendly and just sort of watched me and let me walk by without a peep, I didn’t die. I think I’m a bigger fan of stray dogs now.
