i didnt give up and i didnt forget. im working on a very intricate plan.

I am a poet! I am. I am. I am a poet, I reaffirmed, ashamed.

last night i dreamt about going abroad
and pursuing horses, a pair of kittens,
bunny rabbits, fish, i tried to catch them

but all those hunts ended in rejection.
all those animals just remind me
they they can never live up to my standards
everything i do is working towards
getting my dog out of a bad situation.

you’re already my dog, youre loyal, you’re smart.
youre up for adoption
not sure which one you are…
its going to take a couple of months
but its going to happen
i promise i promise i promise i promise
i am working on it

otherwise i would never have
taken this apartment.
the landlady…well,
i just know i can change her mind about it

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Author: oldepunk

Writing about my views of the world in a stream of conscience style

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