11:44PM 12/11/18
my dog is not my dog
because he is still a wild animal
free, but also a little punk
who steals dinners
but i can’t ever blame him
for chasing away turkeys
from his dominion
should you retire
alone, deserted
with nothing but animals
a dog is said to wait
considerably longer than a cat
to start consuming your body
but when i look in your eyes
i see a dog waiting for the first minute
to devour the decay
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Author:
Big Swifty (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 11th, 2018 23:52
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