good boy

Abora

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

  • Author: Big Swifty (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 11th, 2018 23:52
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 9
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