183. life’s a bitch.

I swear

that dog has shit on my favourite chair
for the last time

OK – so it’s leather
my La-Z-Boy –
and scrubs up pretty well,
but that’s not the point

she should have learned by now
after all the beatings
and nights spent
out in the freezing cold

but one look from those
pitiful eyes
and my heart just melts

and besides says mum
you should really stop
calling her a dog
you’re getting married in a fortnight.