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Dog

  • Gerry Toner
  • Apr 29, 2017
  • 2 min read

Dog

How shall I regard

Your existence

As a friend

They say

The Rover’s and the Fido’s

When I meet you

I note your gaze

Informed by scans

Beyond my ken

In your eye

Pure light touches

In upon your brain

No gaudy colour

Palette to distract

As you are

For the kill

Or at least the

Steal

With twice my

Field of vision

In your nose

You sniff

Your life through

A hundred million

Receptors beyond

My very few

5 million have I

To smell my dinner

On a plate

You can scent

The live kill

Miles before

Death or

In the knapsack

In your ear

Like your nose

You possess

An alarm

For danger and

For live food

We brush your hair

We wash your coat

We pick up your shit

What else can we do

 

We could fuck you

Some have done

We could be fucked

Some have done

 

We could eat you

Some have done

We could beat you

Some have done

We could cage you

Some have done

 

How did you come

To us

Was it freely

Was in disguise

Like the wolf

Seeking sheep

Did we kill your parents

Did we kill your wild siblings

 

Did we analyse you

With our scoping minds

We saw your receptors

And reduced you

To the dog you are

Today’s avatar

Man’s best friend

 

 

You know our madness

You are our carer at times

You are our collaborator at times

We master you

With our supreme love

A love so true it

Enslaves you to us

Like Romeo and Juliette

The tale is told

Beyond all reason

We cannot contain

Our passion

So we pick up your shit

I would pick up my loves

Shit

But only if she was ill

I need her to shit for herself

Or she is not my love

But my avatar

 
 
 

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