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Jan 2016
but you heard the maxim,
that the bigger dogs bark
less than the younger,
if not smaller dogs ought to.*

i too barked into the night,
and my last onomatopoeia
gave the bark prior
to the last one
of mongrel descent the earnest,
i among dogs. i too the dozen.
oh nymph clairvoyant
make much of the wilting willow
i dread to take tread in;
curses absolve me likening
skeleton to muscle,
but how i barked to meet the moon
in a dog's dimension
to keep oxford's approve with hyphen
the obelisk compound of hyphen use
to please compounding made
that psyche (of known soul)
be the rattle of soul (of know thought)
that made synthesis an acorn....
and lost the last veer a geometry worth keeping....
kept the arab his dwarf sought...
we would have searched the nought of former sight,
sought in dream as a former guarantee
that harked!
bark! bark! howl ow woo! snorkel of gagging a canine chasm!
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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