• The Follower

    He followed you,
    His eyes a light,
    Through streets dark and deserted.
    His footsteps were the lightest tread,
    His heart beat still unheard.
    Every time you’d whirl about,
    You’d see his doggish grin.
    Then as he walks closer,
    You wonder what your life has been.

    Your feet are glued.

    Your breath is short.

    Your heart can beat no faster.

    You never thought you’d see this day,
    Your nerves are a disaster.

    You never thought,
    Your puppy would come home.