Familiar
His dog never knew him sober
he became someone else.
So when he again started drinking
she wagged her tail.
Her friend returned.
She couldn’t comprehend his turmoil
although he said the words to her.
They were too abstract, not:
down, drop, walk, eat.
She knew his scent again.
He smelled like her caretaker.
This person she loved, knew.
end 10/7/2016
S. Darlington
What a unique perspective, sad and beautiful all at the same time.
Thank you!