Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

my pet dog
bit the hand
that fed him

so i
stopped
feeding him

'cause

he ate the hand

* * *

my computer
crashes
more often
than a struggling
coke fiend

* * *

a soundless
wail
as the air
escapes
from ones dream
balloons

hand regrown;
the pet
bit the foot
that walked him

dog
chewed the heart that loved him
growl grows cold