to follow. I froze and watched
I saw the black and grey spotted dog
you were after. I saw his owners
walking with their three year old.
I saw the cream Oldsmobile slow
to wave to them. I stood on our grass
and watched you run into the street
like a puppy for the first time
in twelve years. I thought at the last second
you might make it. I pictured myself
breaking up a dog fight after you'd said
Hello. I heard your sharp yelp from
under the bumper. I was still frozen
it felt two seconds too long before
I ran into the middle of the street.
I saw my neighbor slap the cream hood
yell, back up! get off! I didn't realize
yet, the knowing, I'd left the gate open.
I was as guilty as the driver. I knelt down
next to you because you could not
stand. I came into your view
and involuntarily, your tail wagged.
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