They followed me home
I kept saying shoo
shoo
Go away, go back.
That’s what happens when
you talk to animals.
Like they even understand, he said.
Or maybe it’s that I ran with them
and not to him.
You play like a dog, he said
in that voice that hints of
judgment.
Why do they follow you
Are you
part dog?
~~ awyn
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