Sunday, January 17, 2010

The Dogs of Summer

Last night I kept hearing dogs.

Not barking, but the word “dog” stood out in the lyrics.

In the crowd of hot bodies clapping to guys living out their childhood fantasy, I visualize dogs.

Dogs running down the grassy knolls chasing butterflies on a summer breeze.

The freedom we all enjoy watching and wish for.

I’ve got to do something with this word - dog.

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