Sunday, August 9, 2009

Home Alone


Every bulb is glowing around me, but the bathroom mirror is momentarily reflecting horror movies in my side glancing imagination as I brush my teeth. I wish I had guard dogs to protect me from myself. I wish I had one freckled beagle, one licking lab and one golden sunshine retriever to breath beside me in bed tonight.




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