irritation dog

barking
barking
irritation dog in my head–
go stand in the road —
go die

you make my throat hurt
i don’t even like talking

so stop stealing my voice

go die and let me be
silent
unless I can be sweet-toned
and no dog
yelping unimportant excitement
at the smallest thing
worrying every bone

shut up
i won’t feed you
get out
i won’t house you

i’m not going to say it again

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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