Wednesday 24 June 2015

Daniel

Tail between legs.
Head in a shell,
Skull in the sand.
Prickly spine,
Your pain is mine.

Spray in the face,
Claws out,
Fangs bared,
Standing-on-end hair,
I am still there.

Find your way home.
Follow the cats' lights.
Over the bumps.
Past the sheep dogs.
See your way through the fog.

Know my name.
Know my number.
Whatever it is.
Whenever you phone,
You're not alone.




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