ticks mourning a really juicy dog

its hard for them
you know its hard

they’re all bummed out
ticks mourning the death
of a really juicy dog

this is a whole new day
but the old days keep trying to latch on
try to hold me back
with lies about how frightening tomorrow has become

my fears
its hard for them to let me go

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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