Serenade - Poem by Sonny Rainshine
The stray dogs
huddle in packs, gathered
like galaxies, ravenous
like black holes.
the dog star is their star,
their mentor the cresting moon.
all had mothers
and all had human masters
who turned on them
and turned them out.
Now like their ancestors
they are free,
tribal covenants bind them
and they straggle in the night,
and they struggle in the night,
half-breeds, evicted from the human realm,
creatures in perpetual flight,
singing in the cold moonlight.
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