• iwokeupblack 9w

    My mind wanders
    Like a dog on a walk
    It tires of its leash, strains its neck to be free
    And then runs away
    Then I'm left with the rope cord that's meant to keep it tied down here
    Dangling in my arms, clueless on how to chase it back
    Screaming, "come back, come back"
    So I wait
    An empty kennel of a body without its consciousness
    And when it returns home
    It brings me back words like bones, chew toys
    Sometimes, a dead rat
    Like the thought of you
    To foul the mood

    - Why, but we weren't even playing fetch...