subtle theft and mild healing

Poem #20 from: Memoir of a Dog

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it’s taken weeks and you can tell
he’s been a sick pooch
but the tube has been withdrawn
his wounds have healed

the wool is growing over scars
that seem to have been etched deep
inside each of us

we are wounded
and carry ourselves protectively
shying from sudden noises
lying sleepless again at night
and yet the dog
who remains the best of us
he most of all
seems to be trying to be his old self

he can’t quite walk with his usual assurance
the bouncy step that signalled
his ease in the world
his confidence and interest
but
he is trying

his recovery
our witness to it
is painful
and no matter how healthy he becomes
another piece has been stolen
from us
and we will never replace it
not ever

broken ball 30%


© Frank Prem 2009

Memoir of a Dog Poem 21: accidental destruction save for the dog

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