THE BARKING DOG

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I cannot name the barking dog.

I cannot see it, or tell

which yard holds it back,

but I know what it is

to not figure out the fence,

sudden exile, or how

he ended up there, barking.

He is no longer a good dog

or a bad dog, he has lost

everything to this single

sound he cannot stop, that

solves nothing, that others

tolerate or gradually cannot hear.