My
dear dog
Never
truly mine
Her
orange eyes
Alert
And
pointed ears
Attentive
No
other dogs to play with
In
the house
She
was so serene
But
when she caught the breeze
When
it caught her
Oh
when that fleeting breeze blew
Those
eyes of hers
Brighter
Wider
She’d
run faster
Clumsier
Than
anything I’d ever seen
Going
going
Towards
nothing fast
Away
From
that cold pile of bricks
That
no one ever called home
Only
tragic humans
To
keep her company
Humans
she didn’t know
(you
can never know them)
I
too will run
I
will run
Clumsy
as she did
Away
from all I know
Towards
everything I don’t
Inside
we are sad creatures
But
out there
We
set fire
Until
then
I
am here
Chained
to a tree
Barking
at the rain
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