I’ve got a young dog,
not
wholly domesticated.
The more disadvantaged he feels
be
it chained to a tree
or being yelled
at in Discipline,
the more hardcore he becomes –
hackles
up, teeth bared,
snarling like a
wild thing
Lying on the bed
with
handcuffs limiting me,
I
become that wild dog.
Ariel
February 2006
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