they call it the black dog
I don't think it fits because I love dogs
Warm and furry
all paws and pink tounges
and floppy ears
but maybe
it is something I cuddle
as if it loves me
I don't think it cares
just indifferent
panting, barking in my ear for a treat
or attention
ignoring me for a space
but always there
somewhat
somehow
And the only thing I know about it is that it will be back
and I'll cling to it when it does,
pet it,
nurse it
like it loves me
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