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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