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Dogs 2017

CHANCE OF SHOWERS
(6/1/17)

I feel
sorry
for them

wet

cold

shivering

all huddled
together
commiserating
their misery

no answers
but to cling
to each other

I don't
understand

I am
dry

warm

unaffected
in their midst

I inch
my way
toward the edge
of the crowd

I do not
agree
with their
weather