twenty nine

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I walk to

My house

And pick up

A stray

Dog.

He is thin

With visible ribs

And sharp teeth.

He tries to

Bite me

But I am

Too fast.

I take him home.

And I cut out his

Heart

On my kitchen

Counter.

There is blood

Everywhere

And I wish it

Was Louis'

Because then it

Would be

Beautiful.

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