night closes in, windows and doors,
closed against the din, dog on all fours,
head on the ground.
seems peaceful, no?
heart beats slowing, mind going, non-stop
like the traffic mowing down plastic bags
blowing and tumbling in the street.
so much unrest, does it show?
not alone but lonely, only words and sounds,
a dog we will call a hound, misery found
misery loves company.
so ...when are you dropping by?
Feel I need some company, maybe
all that is needed is music, maybe
sounds to lift what lays about
....we can do nachos?
this place, rolling under furniture,
dark and ***** dust bunnies
dance for entertainment purposes,
need the address?
signed Misery