conflict
with my dog,
moe.
there was amusement
and annoyance
at all times.
love and hate.
resentment and joy.
he pulled
one way on the leash
and i insisted on
another way.
it was like walking
a fish on land.
he had no respect
for such words as
heel, beg, stay, roll over,
or any other command.
but i'm virtually
the same,
i hope you understand.
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