How can you fall in love with someone in just a second? And then I looked at my dog, and I thought, I did.
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Poems on Dog’s Death
Having a pet, someone to look after, someone to befriend, and always hold close to yourself—is an amazing feeling, I realised this the first time I held her in my hands.
And when I’m looking through my photos, I sometimes come across hers.
Take a look at these poems on dog’s death.
(On getting a dog)
I'm already following you around like a lost puppy
even though it's only been a day since you've been here.
And this is now scaring me a little,
because you'll only live for twelve years.
(And that will kill me)
It's always been so about myself,
always looked first after me.
But now I'm spending hours standing,
in front of you, waiting for you to pee.
(This is so ridiculous)
And now I'm ready to put you above me.
I already love you, do you see?
(And what do I do with it?)
(On seeing the dog's death)
I'll always feel your weight in my hands,
even when your gone
I'll look around for your smug strut
Your shadow will always roam in my home
(I'll be looking)
I'll worried that loving you will mess me up
We'll one day have to put you to sleep,
I'm worried that you'll love me with all that you have,
And I'll make a promise I won't keep.
(So worthless)
And now we've mopped the floor with stench repellents
As if you were never here, and that's not true.
Everyone says the right thing is to let you go,
but I'll keep waking up wanting to play fetch with you.
Poem on Loss of a Dog (Freestyle)
And the really shitty thing is that
You still keep looking for her in the
Places she used to sleep.
You keep spending nights
wide awake.
The ice is melting inside your glass.
Maybe it's not that shitty at all
(you aren't allow to cuss)
There's a chocolate right in front of you
assorted chocolates.
You got them complimentary because you bought a car.
You write a poem for your dog, but
she's only fifty days old.
Now.
Will you ever read it to her?
Will she ever understand—
the rhythm in your words, not the meaning?
Probably, better than you.
It's a hot summer month but something is...
...different.
The world has been spinning off its axis.
You still shiver when you step into the shower.
It's a hot summer month,
you gobble down the chocolate, because
no one will know.
You don't let the ice melt completely
and you gulp down the wine.
You wear perfume,
but you can still smell your dog on your clothes.
