He’s far away from Fiona
Moving on from dogs
A new love for frogs
A day without hounds
Wesley without wounds.
Month: April 2016
A dream of her
A dream of her
Talking to her
But she’s gone
There goes Pia.
Fiona’s treachery
Fiona strayed away
Betraying Wesley
She stays in a pack
Behind stacks of rubbish.
Flight from humanity
She bites a flock
Ran away from rocks
A shock in the night.
She detects him
She protects them
Guarding her pack
Warding off Wesley.
A memory of Pia
I used to see her
I refused to leave her
I grieve when she left
I don’t feel relieved.
A memory of Pia
I used to see her
I refused to leave her
I grieve when she left
I don’t feel relieved.
Bidding Farewell
Bidding farewell to Fiona
He doesn’t feel swell
Reeling from bullying
Pulling away dogs.
Inheriting her clothes
Before Pia passed away
She gave me her clothes
Then I forgave her
Today I still follow her.
Remembrance of Pia
I remember her when
She’s alive and well
I drive to her grave
Crying this December.
Terror
They got Wesley’s pet
They set it on fire
He hired a detective.
They had to defect
Infected with sadness
Mad at what they did.
Wesley’s ordeal
A bunch of bullies
Punch Wesley
He hunches.
Fiona surrounds them
Wounding them
She found him.
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