YOUR DOG

I am as savory as I am sweet 
I am as lonely as a desert tree 
I am a riddle and you can have it 
I am a bird but mostly I’m a maggot 

I am surprised at all I never say 
How do I make it through a single day 
I’m a riddle that no one can answer 
A single sorrow in a world of laughter 

But then I turn my head in a dead sea  
You swim out far enough to reach me 
But now the shore is a memory 
Who now will help you when you sink deep 

When I turn my head, the turn is over  
I went and picked you like a clover 
And in a minute on the back deck 
I’m back to asking, what the fuck man 

I am aware I am alone 
I am your dog, can you just throw me a bone 
I’ll find a rug and go to sleep 
And in the morning i’ll be back at your feet 

I am as twisted as a knotted rug 
I am as hollow as the hole I dug 
I am a fiddle and you can play me 
I have potential but iI’m mostly lazy 

I’m not surprised at what I turn to see 
How many ways can I be dead to me 
I’m a fiddle with a song in minor 
A single sitter in a shitty diner 

But then I turn my head and in a dark cloud 
I see a single sliver light now 
I hadn’t seen it in a long time 
How fucking lucky, it’s a good sign 

When I turn my head, it may be over 
But I’ll still keep a lucky clover 
And maybe save it for a rainy day 
When I have nothing left to say, save  

“I am aware I am alone 
I am your dog, can you just throw me a bone 
I’ll find a rug and go to sleep 
And in the morning I’ll be back at your feet”