Walker

..it is to walk
outside the lines
within a tradition I value
to let the four footed
be a caterpillar of smells sought
tails wagged, talk barked
next to trees leaving a stream
that others will see
along the edges of the land, the fence
barbed wire and banana trees
flowering daisies and okra
down the slope
along the edge
that keeps the cows
from coming across
the stream
under the guayaba, near the papaya
a hole dug by an unseen guest
who walks at night to
see where I've been during the day
my dogs smell the absent one
and after a few circles and a piss
the walk heads up the
hill.