they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Thursday, July 31, 2008


i've gone entire weeks now
without thinking about gus
without aching for him
to curl up next to me
in bed
or on the couch

i've forgotten how cute he is
and exactly what his expression looked like
when he wanted cheese
or when he was getting ready to defiantly pee
all over the carpet

and i can't recall the sound of his voice
his bark
his whine
the way his body looked like a pot-bellied pig from above
on walks through the neighborhood

or the way those kids loved him so
and ran to pet his ears
nearly singing, 'gussy ears. those are gussy ears.'

those images are growing blurry
and weathered around the edges

but i do remember how excited he was to see me
on that day in february
how he jumped onto my lap and wouldn't get down.

i do remember that.


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