As Empty as the Inside of Me
I totally stole this from another blog, but it is so cute!
WHY DOGS STOPPED FLYING
Before humans,
dogs flew everywhere.
Their wings of silky furwrapped hollow bones.
Their tails waggedlike rudders through wind,
their stomachs bareto the sullen earth.
Out of sorrowfor the first humans--stumbling,
crawling,helpless and cold--dogs folded their great wings into paws
soft enough to walkbeside us forever.
They still weep for us,
pity our small noses,
our unfortunate eyes,
our dull teeth.
They lick our faces clean,
keep us warm at night.Sometimes they remember flying
and bite our ugly hands.
-- Kenneth W. Brewer
WHY DOGS STOPPED FLYING
Before humans,
dogs flew everywhere.
Their wings of silky furwrapped hollow bones.
Their tails waggedlike rudders through wind,
their stomachs bareto the sullen earth.
Out of sorrowfor the first humans--stumbling,
crawling,helpless and cold--dogs folded their great wings into paws
soft enough to walkbeside us forever.
They still weep for us,
pity our small noses,
our unfortunate eyes,
our dull teeth.
They lick our faces clean,
keep us warm at night.Sometimes they remember flying
and bite our ugly hands.
-- Kenneth W. Brewer


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