Month: November 2015

Mutt

 

 

“Stay”

he says

walks to where I’m standing

hood up

people look

to where he’s speaking

no one’s there

doors close

train moves

hood  yanked up harder

sits down

angry flare

“You’re an embarrassment”

he says to the air

psychotic dreamer

invisible friend

a spit-firing speaker

 

to you

there you are

you’re a mutt

cowering

black

grey

ears curve away

from your head

to the fur

on your back

you blend

to the carriage floor

your master jiggling his knee.

you pant

lying low

long tongue

thirsty

body heavy

“Listen”

he says

cheeks hollow

lips tight pucker

“Move to there.”

he points

people stare

you move

eyes cataract sheen

no question

obey

man’s best friend

today

 

 

 

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