by Randall Rogers
I HAD A DOG.OR, MORE CORRECTLY,
MY DOG HAD ME.
SAME WITH MY
FUCKING PET GOLDFISH
WHEN SHE LET
ME OUT OF
THE BOWL,
AND FLUSHED,
SAME'S ME LEAVING
SINBAD
AND SLEEPING GRANDMA
AT THAT REST STOP
THEM MANY YEARS AGO.
FREEDOM, BABY,
WHAT IT'S ALL 'BOUT.
AND
YOUTH IN ASIA.
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