dog days

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"have you been having terrible dreams about dogs?"
My brother mark asked me.
"'cause mom and dad said they might have to send you
To a shrink or something.
So you better knock it off."

This was partially marks's fault anyway,
His roommate's was the dog that bit me
In the leg, elbow and forearm

I shielded myself with their screen door
Until they got home and found me
Lying there with blood
Dripping all over the welcome mat

At the hospital they gave me three shots
Before I left the nurse showed me a cardboard box

Full of plastic toys.

I didn't take any.

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