The Dog Dies

"I trust you"
Decadent words.
Like food offered, gently
To an oft-beaten dog.

I am wary. Yet,
I long to be
someone who trusts.

Who bounds toward others
full speed. Thoughtless.
Tail wagging and
eyes open wide.

So I trust you, too.
I trust you
Until struck between the eyes.

I'll love you like Old Yeller.
I'll be the most innocent thing
You ever lost.

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