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"a large three-legged black dog"
by Doug
I lay my muzzle between
my paws on a cotton rug
& listen to 1:15 a.m.
wind shudder beneath
the clapboards as
it eases through
small unobvious gaps
under window sills
(I am a large & ugly, three-
legged dog who recently rolled
on an unidentifiable carcass
laying on the gravel near
the roadside)
It is during these a.m.
hours I fear myself
& do not care
of the responsibilities
owned--the people
who love me, or those
whom I love:
It's bullshit &
I am alone
Doug is a man with a large, unyielding smile who lives in or near Des Moines, Iowa, or at least in Iowa.
by Doug
I lay my muzzle between
my paws on a cotton rug
& listen to 1:15 a.m.
wind shudder beneath
the clapboards as
it eases through
small unobvious gaps
under window sills
(I am a large & ugly, three-
legged dog who recently rolled
on an unidentifiable carcass
laying on the gravel near
the roadside)
It is during these a.m.
hours I fear myself
& do not care
of the responsibilities
owned--the people
who love me, or those
whom I love:
It's bullshit &
I am alone
Doug is a man with a large, unyielding smile who lives in or near Des Moines, Iowa, or at least in Iowa.
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