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.
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