Peripatetic Negative Qualities

Say which has more allure: to understand
The future, or to see the past more clearly.
All time subjects itself to make believe
And myth, imagined like a woman walking
Her dog ignores the fact the leash has wrapped
Around the animal’s front leg, and she
Keeps walking. For her all is well, the walk
Is fine, the day is fine, the dog is fine,
But for the dog, but for the grace of dog,
Nothing goes well, although it is a walk
And dogs do love a walk. Walk with me then
And say which you prefer, acknowledging
All the imaginary accuracy
With which you view the past, project a future,
Misplace the present, as if the air swarmed
With changes and revisions, now and then
Seen over and again, corrected to
A perfect indecision suspendu.

You see the woman in a previous now.
Where she is going is imaginary,
A hypothetical seen in a now
Adjacent to the now of seeing her.
However, I consider what she misses
While walking more important than the when,
The leash entangled, wound about the dogleg
More problematic than the sequence of
Attention, mere meandering of focus.
The four dimensions we move through are not,
Like odes to birds that never were, firm earth,
Though we walk through the shadows and believe
By making up beliefs about the way
We make a solid, fixed, forever ground
Beneath ideas, underneath the feet
We watch the woman and her dog believing,
We and they, different details, alas,
Half knowing all along this too shall pass.

Not knowing if you can help me find these
Things, still my heart is riding on your gaze,
If you can take me there, and make me care.  

KLK
12/16/15