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Here’s a poem about my puppy dog! I think pet poems are right up there with love poems as the BEST POETRY GENRES, don’t you think?

Running Away

There’s a constant
ka-thunk
ka-thunk
ka-thunk
as I re-enter.
Waiting until the hatch is sealed
I open the door.
You run in circles,
paws at my legs,
wanting to feel me,
know I’m real
and not an illusion after
having been alone for so long.
We sit on the couch.
We sleep.
I feel like you’re content, surely.
A nice little world
with me in it
that I made for you.
Blankets, food, affection,
everything.

Then I open the door and you run.
I chase after you,
yelling,
tripping over myself
socks slamming against dirt
as I move across the wet grass.
You see something,
a glint in the distant freedom,
and your paws cannot stop,
tongue flapping in the wind.

I finally catch up,
breathing harder than you,
and you roll on your back,
happy,
or so I think.

I don’t know what else to give you
that could compare to unknown horizons.
I had thought a lack of starvation
and lack of loneliness
would be enough.
You pat my leg,
wanting,
and I am useless.
I have never been an open road.
I’ve always been a bottle,
contained,
waiting for my seal to break.