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Dogs 2018

ANOTHER WILD FRIDAY NIGHT
(8/25/18)

"so what
are you doing
tonight"

she's young

she's polite

she's making
conversation
with the
old guy
in the building

going
for a walk

I tell her

"well
that sounds
boring"

she says

I wait

evaluating
the first response
upon my
tongue

what
the hell

I explain
that fighting
for my soul
with every
step
is hardly
boring

she holds
a forced smile
for a few
seconds

then frowns
while considering
the response

then breaks
into laughter

"you always
say
the funniest
things"

later

far away
from everyone

the sun

the wind

forgive
me
my sins