MASTERLESS

like a masterless dog

I rove the dark corners

of the street


wild in my pounce

on the occasional prey

and in pure fright


at a sudden sweeping headlight

or movement of clacking shoes on the pavement


teeth bared

until the danger is met

or the danger has passed


if this seems extreme

in the telling

know that this heart feels otherwise





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