Napoem13 – Teaching the New Dog to Come


Teaching the New Dog to Come
For Holstein

Listen, you son-of-a-bitch.
I can tie flies in knots,
cast an invisible line
with barbless hook and fake food,
fool a trout and reel him
to my feet. Here, I have thirty-foot
rope hooked to your collar
and a pocketful of doggy sausage.
Go. Take off. Sniff around.
When you hit the end
and I say your name real quiet,
jerk your chain and run
the other way, you’ll come.
Every time. And enjoy it.


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