Dog Thoughts
I looked at my dog and felt nothing but envy.
Gumdrop nose between beaty eyes.
You feel no pain, no sorrow.
You pee on the carpet and get fed from a blue bowl.
Your cousin died and you
did not even know.
Blissful is the world when the power of deep contemplation
does not exist.
A rotten mitt and one tooth hanging on yet
Your tale waggles on.
Copyright © Bryce Hudik | Year Posted 2026
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