Walking the Dog
My college boyfriend
–over 6 feet tall–
lies on the ground
between my feet
and every friend
and stranger’s feet
trampling his face
his neck, his chest
He is tethered
to my ankles
and I back up
2 steps, 3 steps
to drag him away
save what I can
but they keep coming
for the invisible man
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I love this.
Powerful!
Good poem. Great ending.
I enjoyed this one so much!