Event Horizon

There is a black mastiff sitting beside me.
I am standing. Its head is waist high to me.
The dog is relaxed but I can feel the latent power 
of its muscles as I rest my hand on its thick neck.

I do not know if its purpose is to guide me, guard me,
or comfort me. We stare intently toward the empty horizon.
There may be color behind us but it is enough, for now,
to take in the blank distance. Without change, there is no time.

January 3, 2019


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