The Dog-shed

[caddy_caddy]

Like a dog in front of his master's door
Turning endlessly around himself
Trying to catch his tail
Am waiting
Biting, cracking, shewing and swallowing
My dirty nails
Dreaming of a daily walk with my master
And tirelessly waiting
For a never ending trip
To my destiny's vet
Tired of killing the fly that sucks my blood
I blow smoothly on her instead
Hoping she could leave me alone
Not bothering me again and again
Stealing some time of waiting
for the master that will never come
Since he is chasing eternity on earth
And I'm chasing him on earth for eternity
How could I explain to her the situation?
How could she understand?
She , who lives in the actual moment
The master's obsession with eternity
And my obsession with waiting
How could she believe?
She who dies for my blood
That my blood is poisoned with him
As the moment with him is poisoned with eternity
I know she would never believe
She would never understand
So I entered my dog-shed and slept
Giving her all the necessary time
To suck my sweet-bitter blood
To live and die for a whole eternity.

[Danik 2016]

Interesting poem.
Something I didn´t understand: in the middle of the poem him methamorphoses into her. Or has the dog two owners, a man and a woman?

[caddy_caddy]

Interesting poem.
Something I didn´t understand: in the middle of the poem him methamorphoses into her. Or has the dog two owners, a man and a woman?

no the dog hasn't two owners
Thank u all for your reading.It motivates me to write more and more.