Dogging
She was a good dog but at times
she could be a ,
like the way she would look back
when I called her
with a certain demeanor, perhaps borrowed
from my ex-wife.
I wonder sometimes about old souls
and totems and all the other
confusing mishmash that folks
fall back on when a dog looks at you
as if it were taking you for a walk,
and you had better try
a whole lot harder.
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