Hey. I take the poems wherever I can get them these days.
I remembered tonight
that I once had
pure hatred
for my dog.
Lately, when I love him
most of the time,
I guess I'd forgotten how
he bit at our feet, charging forward
and vicious, growling
trying to trip us, always
underfoot and barking
howling, throwing his head back,
his lip curled and this look
on his face that just says
fuck you.
He's doing it now,
so I guess that's what must have
reminded me.
Friday, November 9, 2007
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