keep moving

the time is
such that it's
dark when you arise
and snap the leash
onto the dog,
and go out into
the cold morning.
there is the first
hint of ice on
the car windows,
and the dog is
slow and cautious
in the wet grass.
and you pull your
sweatshirt tight
around you, you
blink your eyes,
blow on your
hands, then go
down the street,
you make
the turn, you go
where you've always
gone. you think
about what's new,
what's old and
keep moving. it's
what you do best.
keep moving.