Going to the Dog


My mind is filled with things I shouldn’t mention…Still, I do.  Plummeting hard from mangled thoughts with no place to land.  Sometimes, as caustic as, sand to the bare hand.  Disruptive, as love that had not turned out as planned.

The only resolution…?  Turning it all over to my dog.  My dog is the only one who truly understands!companion 1

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