Sunday, June 29, 2014

Away and towards

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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