Have you met me, and seen into my heart.
Did you look, past the end of your own nose.
Seligman's dog
Not-friendly pooch.
Why would you care
It is always going to be
Too late or not too soon.
One day I will crawl under the house
And no coaxing will bring me out.
Did you see what happened,
Did you feel that, and know.
Ring it like Ivan
And I will drool for you.
You didn't and you never tried
There is no place for a Brukhonenko,
Not when my mind is me.
I made it easy: you should have looked.
I'm a dog.
A collection of writing I have committed to paper over the past year or so.
Tuesday, 10 February 2015
Wednesday, 4 February 2015
The Dog And Chain
With slender frame, and wire fur,
Four leather shoes to foot.
With ears that see,
A nose to see,
And eyes that see when shut.
A little boy, that loves no one,
Has time for everything;
And wants to see,
And wants to feel,
And wants to feel something.
His neck is bound,
His senses muzzled;
The chain is yet to cut.
He breaks away,
And tastes the air,
Loving with every; but
He runs and runs,
Heart spilling with every step,
But the chain has yet to cut.
It chokes the nose,
And rings the ears,
And streams the eyes when shut.
With slender frame, and wire fur,
Four leather shoes to foot.
With ears that see,
A nose to see,
And eyes that see when shut.
A little boy, that loves,
Has time for everything;
And wants to see,
And wants to feel,
And wants to feel something.
His neck is bound,
His senses muzzled;
All is stole from him.
He'll chew his foot,
And bite down hard
If the chain is yet to cut.
He breaks away,
And tastes the air,
Smells the earth
Shakes the fur;
But has the chain been cut.
Monday, 2 February 2015
The Nature Of A Dog
I am the dog, sat
By your feet.
Listening - I do listen;
But why does that matter
When you are not interested.
Talk to me; don't
Let me answer!
Whatever
I say the answer
Comes from you.
I play at tasting,
And chasing.
I learn your good,
I whimper at your bad.
I give you what,
You sound like you want;
But I am just the dog!
What good is
A bunny still alive?
I didn't know, not this one.
That's how I survive.
By your feet.
Listening - I do listen;
But why does that matter
When you are not interested.
Talk to me; don't
Let me answer!
Whatever
I say the answer
Comes from you.
I play at tasting,
And chasing.
I learn your good,
I whimper at your bad.
I give you what,
You sound like you want;
But I am just the dog!
What good is
A bunny still alive?
I didn't know, not this one.
That's how I survive.
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