gated and gone
the dogs never stop
shedding and growling
and shitting on the ground
where i step
them barking for me to do it
try them
come before they disappear
in hairs that litter the street
do it
do it
and i do
saying shit
trying to rub it on the grass
they peed on
them howling mad about
the whole thing
really quite happy
singing those dog songs
that sound like loneliness
tied down with longing
that makes them shed
and growl
and shit more
until i come the next day
and they’re tough
real tough
doing it
doing it tough
and i’m stupidly clean
and moving close like a knife
but not like a pillow
so they yap those
dog discussions dealt
in a language i understand
being part dog myself
because i growl
that i am just trying to be friendly
and i shit later on
and i look out of the window sometimes
where those dogs live
and they must hear me
for they look out too
and i feel like i know
what it means to be
gated and gone
and to
do it
do it
all wrong
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