May 19, 2015

Dog

To you,
I am
steps
on the stairs,
a passing set
of
rhythmic
depressions.

I try
not to take
your growls
personally,
Nature's proxied
arbitration
of intrinsic worth,
but instead
to see me as you
see:

A passing set
of rhythmic
depressions.

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