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black dog (Free verse) by wilco

Coarse hair of black and brown Confiding in the lamplights glow. Home was somewhere long ago; Remembrance coming loosely. Rain and cold they slow the blood and make for awful company. Oil slick and chasing shadows; befuddled by the rainbows. Red on black and silent still, She never saw it coming.

nentwined 20-Jan-05/7:40 PM
lamplight's glow ;)

definitely a lot of interesting imagery here, though you've lost me with what's going on. someone suggests murder, and I suppose I could see that--but not enough. "black dog" makes me think (of a friend, firstly, but after that) maybe--a hit and run... or a car crash (oil slick, and chasing shadows). Well, the words give me a car crash, the dog makes me think hit and run. Can you tell I'm really, really lost?

I'd like a few more crumbs of detail to piece the puzzle together.




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