A Poem For the Just Dead Dog
Yeah…I could verse today
I have the title
A Poem For the Just Dead Dog
and I could dissect his passing
with easy on the ear euphemisms-
just skip that part where his heart
darted to 230 bpm, his limbs turned
liquid, and his appetite ghosted to better feed
his future-
Yeah, I could doggerel today
I have the title
A Poem For the Just Dead Dog
A One Poem Only NaPoWriMo April 2021
and a kitchen sink beat just bounced tonight!
reading this in my own 3AM world where once i was about to get up to go to work and now i’m trying to get a fair night’s sleep– it dogged me. on many fronts on many levels in the up and down actually of it. and the way just is one of those words that fronts for so much. the title of course a tail (HA!) of its own, its own novel. i haven’t even listened to the music yet