the dog

Published on 20 August 2024 at 13:00

with pure adoration, i cling to those that look my way

 

wagging my tail and flashing my teeth, i scratch at the carpet for one moment of recognition

 

i would rip the seams off your very being just so you had someone to tie them together again

 

i understand now i’m just a mutt

 

i use my violence as a way to beg for affection. i bow at your feet with my tail between my legs and beg for your touch

 

i will take the beatings if they shape me into someone you deem worth keeping around

 

i will cower and ask for mercy

 

and i will not dare raise my voice to bark back

 

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