Monday, June 9, 2014

moe

sometimes
you waited for your
dog to finally
speak, not bark.
he seemed so human
at times.
petulant or stubborn.
always at the
t.v. barking,
thrilled by the chase,
the animals
that filled
the screen. how strange
the little beast
was and troubled
by his limitations.
small legs,
long body. always
having to be lifted
to see
what there was
to snarl at, or
eat. untrainable,
you were so much
alike.

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