Dog Hotel


dogs in berets
smoking long cigarettes
dashing hash ash upon plush carpets
of connoisseurs

they beat with all fours
a tinkle, a sprinkle
a full load of howler
a call for more sours

black velvet collar steps
like non other
she is not as sheep……
…ish as she façades

my dream ends there
my want ends never
dogs are not people
people are dogs

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