A Toy for the Dog
Burkowski was right,
Love is a dog from hell
Either the long years or bad decisions,
Made me a ghost of
Desire, longing, zest
Hope, inspiration, zeal
Haunting through
Obligation and honor
I want to run wild and free
And celebrate the nakedness
Of my soul, swim in the darkness.
Gulp down life in whole sums.
Oh god, oh god why have
You forsaken me
This will of mine
Why has it damned me so
This dog from hell that chews
Away at my heart like a toy
Spilling my breath and blood
Onto the floor of existence.
Thanks for reading and sharing my beautiful lie.
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