Saturday, March 11, 2017

Dog Day Afternoons

















it is a sad day indeed,
when the truth is finally realized,
when all that is held dear,
is stripped away, revealing
only the dark black,
dirty little secrets
living inside;
you cannot change
who and what you are;
no more than a dog
can stop from licking himself,
in times of quiet reflection.
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