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Andrew Siegel Apr 2012
Gypsy-whippsy
                           swishing tail
trott on spindley legs
                    and drink gallons of water
the ball? No I didn't ask you to bring me the ball
            Can't you see that I'm trying to write
                                        won't you leave me alone mutt?
            but you wont you keep emploring
                                         with big floppy brown eyes
and a cold wet nose
                          the bone? NO I didn't ask for it either!
Sheesh where do you get off stealing my time
                                    since when did you pay rent?
                  I say as I toss the ball away
                         and look down at the keyboard once more
                    only to find in the corner of my eye
                                          the ball trotting back to me
                        on spindley legs
and laughing brown eyes
                           knowingly drop the ball in my lap;
                                              this is what I needed to do
                                                          writ­e now
Gypsy is my Rhodesian Ridgeback/ Hound mix that I got at the Humane Society. She's about to turn 1yr old. She's been my traveling companion for the past 9 months.
kate crash Jun 2011
words lay
naked & afraid
across the carpet
burnt & loved
2 ft. away
the things i should say
a slammed door
the stillness crawls
all over
spindley legs darkness
invisible
stuck in the throat
like a rope
a liars bed
burning eternally
where do i go
i don’t know

6/13/11

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