Succumbs
Don’t dream this. Roll over, dream something else. Don’t be overjoyed. Don’t hug him. Don’t ask where he’s been. Don’t welcome his tail wag, his sheepish smile, his weight loss. Don’t. You know when you wake, you’ll be happy for one unreal moment really unhappy for all the rest. Just don’t. You are so unbearably human.
Sascha Darlington 7/2023
Love this.
Gwen.
Nicely played, I love the repetition of Don’t and the ambiguity of human/animal and the abiding question of just who is the subject/object.