i feel

i'd like to
have a new
dog, a fresh
puppy, smooth
and shiny like
the last one
when he was
born and bought
and carried home
with joy. i'd
love to feel
the new dog
next to me,
have him under
my feet, in my
way and needy,
his tail wagging
his nose cold,
his eyes bright
and shining,
looking into mine.
the bark as clear
and sharp
as the north
star in winter.
i'd love to have
the new dog.
but i can't, at
least not now.