TO HETA IV

A dog barks in the distance,

but its not my Heta;

a dog howls in the distance,

but its not my Heta;

two dogs walk ahead of me,

leash of each in my hand;

my sister's dogs, sweet dogs,

but they are not my Heta.

My Heta sleeps a dreamless

sleep at our home, 

my Heta sleeps in peace

the sleep of death.

28.01.2018