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Anyone have an Old Dog? March 29, 2024

last night when I let her out

Gracie stared into the black sky

not a moon or star or

house light in her sights


for five minutes she never moved

or raised it to track a scent  

just a laser-look at a singular place

on the dark screen of the night


a sadness squeezed my throat


imagining her looking at the ending

of the movie of her life

this one in a single seat theater

and the only film she’ll ever see


I hope not

I hope for all of us

the end comes as clueless

as fate can scriptAnyone have an old dog?


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