Doggy Nightmare
He throws the ball
and I chase it down
the long winding road
and
I clamp it in
my jaws
and run
back to He,
but He
is not my He,
but another He,
with another He smell,
and another He hat.
I BARK BARK BARK,
but no sound comes out,
and the ball melts into
the driveway like
kibble
to the bottom of
water dish.
I HOWLLLLL
at the blank sky
and black biscuits
rain down
on me.
I try to
chew on one,
but they
are made of stone.
Fluffy puppies surround me,
waiting for me to play with
them,
waiting for me
to tell them a reason
why this world
is so full
of pain.
I let them sniff me.
I let them know
it will be ok
if we wag our tails
Together.
Barry Lane
