PIG SENTINELS

upright like men
on flat rooftops or slanty slates/the end of the road behind parked hatchbacks/in the park in the shadows of innocent trees/
on a playtime grassy hill/the old stone of the church tower

always
at
a
distance

Pig Sentinels LOOKING my way as i go about my bland town business

they are
without expression/as far as i can tell
silent and still
naked - or in trousers?  maybe some were in trousers
black
office
slacks

this is dream of course

but when i wake
and its still dark
despite science and architecture 
and the sane wire technically whirring/mainly functional
in my mind
i FEEL in my ANIMAL GUTS and lost senses
that
it
is
entirely likely/possible/even essential
that
Pig Sentinels stand in the night yard in one or twos 
or
wait
in
the hallway behind the bedroom door
LOOKING!

oink