Perhaps........ Poem by RIC BASTASA

HE HAD been all to
obliging

in fact he has become
more of a dog
to you as his Lady

Gaga as you throw a
stick on the air he runs as fast as he can to catch that stick
and carry it back to you with all that wagging tail

and you laugh
and you consider all these as nothing but part of the show
that game
that slavery of emotions and tangling

and Lady Gaga you are, as complete as an imitation of all
the fakes,

meanwhile he is in the state of your hypnotism but always
remember
no one is asleep all the days of his life and soon when he wakes
up

he shall puke in front of you and curse you and i dare not look
at what happens next

at the end, hopefully, may the end be well, may it not deviate from
the usual formula of an acceptable movie: happy ever after, perhaps