My dog died yesterday
And now everything is lonely
Not knowing you have something that loves you even when you
Are in the other room
Who searches for you
Who welcomes you home
My dog died yesterday
And i am out of place again
And lost
I don’t want to be dramatic. I am at a thing. I am with someone. I am a walking thing and a talking thing and everyone is going through their own pulling together
Everyone’s eyes look the same
All pleading for love that lasts
All trying to find something to hold onto
The stars will be loud tonight
The sweat will hover on our bodies and
I’ll want to go home
Or I’ll want to go be with my dog
Back where something relies on me living
Where something relies on me not disappearing
I don’t want to be dramatic. I am in the middle of nowhere. All the lights don’t work. There are years between all the people. There is silence behind all the smiles. And i could walk off
And noone will look.
I loved “Mama” she was a loving and affectionate dog. She was a delight and always welcomed me when I was around her. I miss her also. I love this poem.