- Gary Hunter
Domino - May 22, 2022
I am called
and I’ll nuzzle
any muzzle
lean on legs
collapse on laps
I am a pit bull
with a blood
thirsty
urge
for
a
f
f
e
c
t
i
o
n
I am called
and I’ll nuzzle
any muzzle
lean on legs
collapse on laps
I am a pit bull
with a blood
thirsty
urge
for
a
f
f
e
c
t
i
o
n
with a mere glance leaves tell you how they feel I’d like to learn the finer points of body language something more than just the “Hi” of a person’s stem
the birth colors of mesquite leaves or baby’s skin something with the tint of innocence in the scheme of emergence translucent spirit not a shade darker
it rained late last night leaves cleaned green and dripping wet a dog shakes itself the pen’s side of life same struggle for survival poems find heroes the big black raven perches and picks at the tra