Through
the nightmare of crowded street
the
dog-mutt led his subject through a maze
wilderness
of legs and troubles
footfalls
crashing like loud barks
darkness
fell too without energy
setting
the bowl cleverly
just
so
where
the man his eyes would fasten
relieved
from those ravings outside
nothing
besides a bed of rags for the leader
who
has taken place to guard the man
through
dreamless sleep
with the sun-king.
