It's alive

just

flightless birds

or

seeing eye dogs

our braile-tipped dew claws stroke

the venomous end we all seek

blind and joyous

like seeking a trinket you never wanted

but thought someone else might

enjoy

so you bought it anyway &

gave it to them

they never wanted your love

and your love wasn't worth taking

so you parked your car in the dark somewhere

and gave your love away unto yourself until you were a monster

a horrible, horrible monster.