Silent Response ( was Senecio's High Noon Saturday)

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TqB,

I'm not sure who Senecio is, so, since I might not know this piece of context that would allow me to read deeper into the poem, I will do my best to comment on other things.

Senecio’s High Noon Saturday

I grow dirty, I like the decision you make to open the poem here, but can this line be more specific? e.g.  "Dirt gathers underneath my nails..." or something to that effect. I can also appreciate your choice to leave this line as is bc I think it lets the R know early on the tone of the poem.
let my beard go native, I like the phrasing here
find most people tiresome
or terrifying, sometimes both at the same time.

Today, the dog park topic
was death.
Jeez Louise, I know enough of death. I feel like this is a line that's going over my head bc I don't know who Senecio is, so I'm not sure what is meant by "enough"

Now I know more,
but there are no answers in talk,
hearing that static, that white noise unsure what static that the N is referring to
reminds me: Death demands my absolute attention
like the cardinal I’m listening to now. This is an interesting ending since we know Senecio is at a dog park, so it would be hard to pick out a cardinal's call unless he's listening for it for all the doggy noises that might be going on. So is Death demanding Senecio's attention or is Senecio devoting his attention to Death?

Senecio’s High Noon Saturday



Before second childhood

comes second puberty,



I grow dirty,

let my beard go native,

find most people tiresome

or terrifying.



Today, the dog park topic

was death.

Jeez Louise, I know enough of death.



Now I know more,

but it’s no solution, just to talk,

talk is static.  White noise.



Death demands your absolute attention

like the cardinal I’m listening to now.

Thanks Velasco,

I've posted something, more a new poem than an edit, but still trying to get my idea across, based on your and Mark's comments.  Hope this version offers something clearer.