Semi-Daily Scribbles

I jump ahead to get a handle on time
but dogs are the wiser for ignoring it
I would be mistress over my waking hours
if I could learn to
sniff the air to gauge one's mood
roll in grass and call it good
believe all I see in this very moment
track in debris from the outside world
and know it is an extension of me
more valuable than gold
more useful than a college degree
I would no longer live in the grip of
arbitrary increments