the canine mind knows no concept of time
this poodle sits at home, patiently waiting
at the slightest noise he starts to whine
testing himself and hasty debating

he barks at the street pedestrians
innocently walking past
he barks at the other dogs citizens
marking their spots at long last

it can seem like an eternity
for beloveds to return and scrap the keys
it is an endless yearning
these puppy eyes teeming with pleas

and should he know he awaits in vain
should he refrain from having the pain
he’ll trick himself, playing this game
he’ll continue on, doing the same.


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