Another 3 am wakeup call.
Movies in my head again, shake me awake
Old faces, living faces, dead faces; all a-jumble, again.
Why is it that their dogs always visit me, too?
Those calm hearted, sweet beasts, always hanging around the periphery.
I don't even remember this latest one's name, but there I am, marveling at it's longevity
when afterward, I realize it's been gone a long time now.
They must be really impressed by us to remain so loyal. And we, so fickle,
take them so lightly.



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