Lady Dog Snout

Oh, hell.
Your poise
Is all enchanting –
When you shrug off a kiss
In a gesture meaning
Less than many hours spent
Cooking, cleaning, wiping.

Your joy
Is infectious –
On a stray guitar shout
The intoxicated laughter
Many minutes past
The joke that cripples me.

The hesitant touch
Is painful
Like a fish must feel
Before the bait
It bites
(byte?!)

I’ve lived this.
Thank you.
D O N E T H A T

But know –
With a nudge
The gentle nudge
Of that cold, ever wet nose
You morph me into something
I am pining to be friends with,

The child of my precious sperm.
In the craziness I once killed for.

Lust?
Maybe.