I’d forgotten how much I felt
for him pushed from bad to bad snagged
by drama he can’t comprehend
attacks he won’t defend against
running to the old house the first
time he escapes, the garland for
his dusty fur from the gentle
girl of sorrows also to be
crushed beneath the wheels of children
tossed away and won’t live with the
wound and a clear night a forced march
and fireworks and more and finally all
alone, sniff the open air, bright
sun, new friends, and no more burdens
Tag: fireworks
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No more fireworks just instructions
in a language in the shape
of a forgotten snake or
a hope for a better harvest
though with our dried plans nowburied how but I stood for far
too long the brittle hunger of
wind taking bits of the
but what exactly wentwrong and why did our words
fail to move it even an inch
when we were told to draw a lineunder the bubble inside the
stale loaf our last tooth would not bite
other animals 