Domestication   Leave a comment

his feral gaze

draws me into a wildness

unknown except in my imaginings

he watches the street

from this house

his cavernous cave

and sniffs a breeze through the screen door

seems to taste readiness

smells the exhaled breath of ancient mammals

the dung buried beneath storied layers of earth

ancestors reside unreleased in his ice-clutching claws

and imposing chest

strength decorates all parts of him

his neck thick with fur waits for winter’s dare

that will never come

head rests across my hip

velvet covered ears await strokes that comfort

both woman and dog

I whisper his name

one ear swivels towards my voice

Was it the wind carving through ice that named you?

his eyes move sideways

dismiss me

what were we once to each other

those shapes of us unleashed

in another time

what are we now

dear pet


Posted August 15, 2010 by strongjacksonpoet54 in Poetry of Mary Strong Jackson

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