Last Earth

02 Apr
Murphy Brown adopted me from rescue village
seven years ago
she was then two or three years old
a chocolate colored lab pit mix
Staffordshire bull terrier

today hugged bye
as the vet plunged the needle
cancer was the crook
at her last breaths
her eyes so wanted to go home

to the house
threw out her dog food,
walking leash, and two bowls
the ghosts of her absence

thought I was done
a pile under
the dining room table chair

trained years ago
to deposit under the chair
where the floor is brick
not on the bedroom carpet
she caught on quickly

last night when she
could only drag herself along
made the pile there

a hot mess cleaned her last earth

4.7 8/5
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Posted by on April 2, 2022 in Poetry


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