We lapped the icy water—Truth,
some bulldog barking at the sun
had blocked the pathway to our homes.
We passed the leaky hose around.
Of loveless pets, the alley reeked.
"Love," I then heard some mother bark,
"Come home, it's late, oh can't you see!?"
To Truth I pointed, thinking: Love,
but do you dare?
some bulldog barking at the sun
had blocked the pathway to our homes.
We passed the leaky hose around.
Of loveless pets, the alley reeked.
"Love," I then heard some mother bark,
"Come home, it's late, oh can't you see!?"
To Truth I pointed, thinking: Love,
but do you dare?
