A Dog Got Into My Brain

The moon was big and lit-up, so of course, some local dog was barking like crazy. I got up, it was half past the tic of time and way deeper than any sunken face. I was a little wasted; I get mad at such times when the night cracks open in my head. Outside, the backyard was fractured by silence and an unpredictable yammer of sound. A full-on moonlight had crapped shadows all over the place. I yelled pointlessly at the splintered sky both sky and dog seemed to listen, then the mutt yanked-up the volume and really began to howl I guess it was upset. Back inside I turned on the laptop and quietly typed out a lot of bold, loud expletives - perhaps considering it better not to disturb any more dead-eyed gods.