Bloodhound

my bloodhound baying at your door

the wild grass overlapping your front porch

the sound of scratching claws trimmed short

keeps you buttoned up on the floor

and you're reduced to howls

and i'm not there to drown them out

swallowing up the room

letting yourself down

darling i'll be fine

the hiccups my mouth emits

i've left behind my calluses

this solicitude i won't forgive

i'll be whatever you like

all of this inside my head

i'll be whatever you like

your seafaring love to the shore

when the tide came in there was nothing left

but an albatross hanging from my neck

and just as you could not contain the sea

you could not contain me

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