At times I didn’t even notice
the black dog trailing behind
lest I forget and be too content
he is quiet and out of the way
but perks up when I meet his eyes
barks when I acknowledge him
scaring me, but he keeps on.
There are no dogs allowed there
except for those who serve
and for once, I want to go
so I turn around to blame him
that his company is not worth
the restrictions, the frustrations
to tell him to go away, get lost.
Then I saw it—-
and let go of the leash.
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