There's a dog in me
an ugly, pot-bellied, basset-like old mutt
but the eyes are young, alert, green, awake, greedy
sniffing at every corner
chewing at every rotten piece of bone
or mouldy pizza chunk
in every deserted, run-down alley
horny, forever ready, forever full of dreams
howling at the moon
yeah, there's a dog inside me
and I'm your dog
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Published on e-Stories.org on 06/06/2013.