Glum Pooch

Eyes like

dry

biscuits.

 

Ears flat

down,

dreary lopes

gloomed

 

in sorry faced

heat he

surrenders

a body

 

to break a

smile

for the sake

of passing children.

◄ Love The Cage

Calm Fire Dream ►

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