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February 11, 2019

My battery is at 15 percent
It’s cold but we
Might could still make it
The dog is chatty
And about fifty pounds
On me, wiggling
And ready to be
Let to pee and poo
Despite my own shuddering
And ill made words
I can still maybe
Pronounce you,
Let the pup bark out back
Right before
This phone goes kaput
And I can utter
Something more
Than I’m stupid
Say it again,
I don’t want to lose you
and this poem sucks
and you knew it.

From → Poetry

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