R.I.P Barking Dog
Do I bury her
her faithful head always
at my finger tips
so many 1’s and 0’s–
or keep her stuffed &
mounted–
tie poems to her tail
her eyes reflecting the titles
of the books she loved
her last bark
echoing in the libraries of forgotten blogs
I think what I’ll do for the time being, is use the old blog for an archive: recycle what seems worth another look, delete the dated and ephemeral posts, transfer photos of my art here, a few at a time.
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