#spaghettispirals

it doesn’t hurt, i welcome it with quite excitement

i don’t know when it’ll happen, i can’t forsee the next occurrence

but it happens every time, and i know that much

i think this time perhaps, it is good

so i wait for it to happen again

and again

& again

:)

and i’ll be taking every metric known to renew

i awoke, eyes heavy, playing your obedient hound

which wrong did i take to be domesticated so fraudulently?

unaware that sacrifice was a canine trait i must adhere to,

i licked the taste of an unsuccessful hunt off my lips

episodic memory

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when was the chance to opt out? did i miss it?

by accident, surely, or maybe i’m just too patient

i make a tug at the chain, yet all that calls back is the sharp ringing of metal

i’m surprised you ever look this way at all

i fear you only fluff my fur to make a show dog out of me,

you know i’m not one to bark

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i flinch with the raising of your hand,

but nothing more

i’d run if i was able to, i’m sure you’ve come to realise

yet tied to this post i stay, loyal and complacent

hoping one day, maybe

you’ll forget to tighten the chain

134 days from today