By Devane Clarke
What do dogs dream about? Muffled whimpers in the night Restless legs thrash the sheet Before rolling over next to your feet Dogs are dreaming it has been said About drinking from the toilet And the lid falls on their head Anxiety dreams perhaps But I think not Anthropomorphize with me instead If I were a dog I would dream about the chase The blood taste of prey Shaking off the adrenaline Eating the soft parts first I would dream of the warm dark den Eyes closed tight against the light The life affirming taste of milk Even hind teat is better than none I would dream of ancient ancestors Ten thousand generations ago The meat smell of campfires on winter nights A billion bones thrown On the trash heap of time
Devane Clarke is an aspiring writer, photographer, musician, and part-time inventor. He loves telling stories that make you laugh out loud and playing songs that make you want to sing along. He lives in the Texas Hill Country west of Austin with his wife and dog.
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