Sunday, December 11, 2011

My Life as a Dog

I walk alone, but on a leash.  Those gifted with release and puppetry come after me.  I must decide if I should abide.  One lane here and one lane there, I am lucky that I still have hair.  I am becoming prepared for this all to go.  I will travel to and fro.  This weekend I sit and rest a bit.  I talk to those who block my way.  I am feeling better today.  I do hope for the day when there is love.  I must wait for powers above.  I said no no to those who judge.  On this point I will not budge.  I am me.  I wish to be free.  Soon the war will be anarchy.  Acello may play in the middle of the street.  I will feel icy pain in my two feet.  You are there and do not care.  I disconnect and make it correct.  I put no name and address here.  If you all do you will be full of fear.  Love kiss kiss for those I miss.  To those who loathe and hate me so.  Leave my vicinities or lose a toe.  The rose is for Romeo.  My remedies will be homeo.  I beg you for a treat.  I will heal at your feet.  Mercy would be a just master.  Please create a Colt's disaster.

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