- for (my dog) Pochi.
obese Pochiko
your gaze framed in blackest kohl
flown in from Egypt
- um.
the sweetest peanut butter,
nuts make him sick
- hatchets and hatcheries.
genetically weaker
than my pocket knife
- por l'arbre (in front of outhous...)
gathered in your tall belly,
my reason to smile
- home.
in a black cast-iron pot
my dad, a freegan?
1 comment:
nuts make him sick eh? that sucks...
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