Sacrifice —
Sleep.
Desire.
Grandeur.
And glamour.
Palate.
Privilege.
Longing.
And craving.
For —
Moments.
Meltdowns.
And marvels.
Sacrifice —
Sleep.
Desire.
Grandeur.
And glamour.
Palate.
Privilege.
Longing.
And craving.
For —
Moments.
Meltdowns.
And marvels.
The mark of husbandry.
He raised the dogs,
and praised the cats.
Tended to fish too
and abandoned mom.
I screamed, and screamed, and screamed.
I swore, I cried, and I tried
I want you back to rest on my back
And love like we swore we would
But when you went under that bumper
And I saw just your jumper
I knew you were gone.
I knew we were gone.
But then came Jimmy,
Someone, they said, to love,
To heal the scars you left me with.
But one dog for another —
Love doesn’t work that way.
There comes a time
when you should choose
it may be new, may be raw
you may not like it
oh, but what if you do?
take the plunge
and make a choice
it might look weird,
awkward, and greasy
but who’s to say its not pretty
and a perfect circle?
Beware though: It’s unknown
it could make you regret
and reach for a cigarette
Or just become your favourite.
Either way — choose something
I’m hungry.
