Poems

I Understand My Dog (2018)

There are times when I understand my dog

When together we sit outside, yearning, by the stars

Because we're both stuck in the same sad fog

I see him sometimes peeking out through smog

His tail wagging mournfully for somewhere quite far

There are times when I understand my dog

In a play, we'd have the same dialogue

Proclaiming proudly, I see the storm clouds here that are

Because we're both stuck in the same sad fog

Days sometimes are a tenebrific bog

Full of incessant searching for a home without scars

There are times when I understand my dog

When doors are slammed shut and tears are unclogged

Together we conclude we're ugly bottles of tar

Because we're both stuck in the same sad fog

We then observe each other, dim from slog

Of spending much energy missing distant saviors

There are times when I understand my dog

Because we're both stuck in the same sad fog

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