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i miss my dog

i wish i could tell you   
that i spent my last four dollars  
and twenty three cents  
on a sandwich  
 
but we both know  
this brown bag holds;  
twenty four times three,  
 
seventy two ounces of   
cheap beer.  
 
i literally   
havent learned one new thing in ten years
and make light of two,
maybe two and a half  
lost loves  
      
loves that were   
once in a lifetime.
 
Just last week   
i kissed two kids goodnight.  
they werent my kids,  
but great kids and i loved them.
they loved mom and kinda dad  
and for them the math
finally made sense.  
 
It's now two twelve  
god i miss my dog.  
 
i've lost sanity  
women  
freedom  
money  
hope  
feeling  
apathy and inspiration  
and dont know the last real tears  
ive had,  
until now-  

god damn i miss my dog.
 
I make art for losers  
havent had an unmediated experience   
with the world around me   
in probably a hundred years  
and owe a thousand people a million dollars  
       
yet i have only one regret  
and im serious now  
       
i miss my fucking dog.
Written by lightbaron
Published | Edited 25th Jun 2013
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