Just wrote this...first draft

[jayx2]

I’m with my dog reading poetry
in the park

his leash
pressed down by my foot
he won’t go no where
he will whimper
wish he was running
short hybrid legs of a bassett
mixed dog with the rottweiler.
His face scares them, walking the stretch
of the leash, going only so far
to stare back at me
pen furious on the page
could your paws grasp a pencil
I imagine, you

Comments

[notmeisme]

hey, why is there nothing new on your journal? I need things to read. And we'll hang out soon, I swear. I've just been doing/dealin with a bunch as of late