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Dec
09

Guard Dog Portraiture

The german shephard next door
With strong mostly-mature body
And baby eyes.
If you ask me
He’s guarding the neighbor’s stash
If you ask the dog,
He’s guarding his master
Not his stash.
I think the neighbor would deny
Having a drug stash guard dog.
But he would confirm his guilt
In the the way he used his words.
But for now, master is gone out
And dog has found
One open window
A small window like a picture frame
That only his head fits through.
Sending yelps and cries
Into the incompatible outside
For his lon’gone friend.
He howls: I love youuuuuuu

And he cries for want of comradery
And yelps of abandonment.
But he will jump and  yowl
In joy at master’s return.
Forgivingly forgetful.
Until then,
He cries for all the real reasons 
We  should cry.
Still, this is why
All loving people
Are trampled.

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The reason for all this is not reasonable. The reason, strictly art, Still makes no sense to me.

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