A Strange Dog

this dog has no eyes, and so it feels most of the time
through its tongue
it believes it comes from the genealogy of the fish
and so its swims

against the current of the river
inventing its own gills
it closes and opens letting all the water of the river pass through

i am not surprised, in fact, i can relate to this dog without eyes
and inventing gills for it to breathe under water

that is what i do, most often than you know.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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