i pour water
into my dog's bowl
and watch as my
reflection wades
into the depths
below

this is solitude
at it's finest

as though
it were ******
resting upon
the belly of a spoon

ready to be
devoured

my soul is but
a figment of it's
own imagination

it isn't till
my dog yelps
for more water

that i realize

i am whole
within a hole

and this moment
of emptiness
is simply paying
the toll

just to be alive