#fetch
If we are addicted to the chase
The rush received when we catch our prey
To a life of fetch I will resign
Bring back each time you run away
Then you are finished fleeing
Feelings will give a shove
And I will switch tired places
Will be your turn to go after my love
Thrown high
Cartwheeling midair
Heart is a toy for you to chew
No matter how distant I lay fallen
For some reason still pursue
You are the bone
Can't resist
Treat I never can earn
We make a boomerang
Without me have no way to return
But if I do not have you I have nowhere
No house to return to
Depend on me to continue flying
Like I depend on you
This game can be played with two
We go back and forth tossing *****
Obeying repeated commands loyally and prompt
Whether returning sticks or missed calls
It does not really matter who chucks
Who sprints after affection wanted
We're both addicted to the thrill
The hunter or the hunted
Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 6:50 PM UTC
I can only throw the ball once
When playing fetch with my dog
Otherwise he gets a complex
Thinking he didn't do it right
The first time
Feb 2, 2020
Feb 2, 2020 at 6:05 PM UTC
A thrown dead stick stuck
In the tree. While I ponder,
The dog is dismayed.
Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 11:05 AM UTC
Just another birthday passes-
One thats not celebrated
With all the champagne glasses
And her hair is nicely braided
She doesnt go out
Because of the pain
And she will not pout
Because what will she gain
Shes sits at home all alone
From the bottle she will drink
Like a dog fetching its bone
They both dont stop to think.
Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 1:32 AM UTC
When I was young
I was addicted to my thumb
So older and still
The child in me beat at its walls
Till I threw him away
I was addicted to tears
Sloshing from my eyes
Like the sight of overflowing
Into my family
Until I threw them away
I was addicted
To doing the wrong
To challenge the right in my life
It eventually won
Until I threw it away
And then, in a burning fever
I knew I was too light
Thrown too free
Of all the human chains to each other
Until I picked them up again
So, the long and short
The nutshell
Throwing away sorrows and accepting
Them back, what's my addiction?
I am addicted to playing fetch with myself
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 6:45 PM UTC