I Don’t Really Like Dogs

Weekly Diary Entry #2

Damn, this again. Slapped back to reality.

Why do you all have to be like this?—

With all your yelling and barking;

Your rudeness, your control, your entitlement.

Look at you. You force me out of myself—

So abruptly, an instant obligation

To interact with you, to acknowledge;

And I find myself unable to return

To me for so long. I cannot be.

Because you couldn’t stop barking.

So let yourself impose on me

All the boundaries and expectations—

Of your choosing—without ever

Asking for mine; Let yourself indulge

In your judgment of me, for I do not

Truly embody nor feel this outwardness

You possess, this gregarious energy;

Let yourself attack me at the first sign

Of conflict—reject me violently

For not being exactly as you

Had envisioned; Let yourself

Destroy and leave me dry

Once I no longer suit your tastes,

Without reason. Take everything.