Barkless

me without you, well,

that's akin to a

barkless dog;

if you imagine

a pitiful creature

lying on the front

steps of his master's

home, futile and

useless, void of any sense

of self.

But I saw a dog without

vocal chords

once,

and he was not

inactive nor useless,

and boy did he try

to intimidate

all those who dared

cross his front walk!

And Sami and I, on

a warm afternoon, found

the mutt not pitiful,

but unbelievably funny,

in so many ways.

I guess me without you

isn't like a barkless dog

at all.

Copyright Catherine Young, 2010.