Me and my dog

i dreamt i adopted
a dog without a body or a head
and we went fishing.
afterwards, while I was
untangling the line,
a nice lady came up to see how
my dog and i were doing.
“his tail isn’t wagging much,” she said.
“i don’t think he’s ok.”

4 thoughts on “Me and my dog”

  1. You may be wondering, “how did that dog go fishing like that?” I’ll tell you: I’d made him a head and body out of paper-machė.

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  2. the dog is clearly W, the tangled line iraq, but the adoption link bewilders. could the lady be hrc, or mother earth?

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