In fact, it is romping around 'the garden of my life' to quote my Beloved Brother. It is peeing on things it has no business to know about. Indiscriminately p!$$ing!
Promiscuously p!$$ing in fact!!
It appears, too, to be making a
I have been in this pit before. I should know the secret code to get out...
It has it's extremely Black snout, inserted in every-day smallness.
It is debilitating. It is crippling...in fact, paralyzing!
The Black Dog does love a 'death' in my life. It would seem to feed upon the emotion. Should it hear of a 'death' 'passing' or even a 'Near death' it is sure to come running!! (what harmonic note, does it hear, I wonder??)It would seem to see a clear pathway to terrorise & 'monsterise' (which I am sure is not a word, but it is MY word, & I will use it!!) & reduce me to tears, a bed, preferably with covers to pull over the head. Or...better yet, oblivion, as in "I shall never walk this way again".
I know I should flick it off. Kick it's mangey butt right out the door of my yard. Yet, it slinks back inside.
GET the HELL OUT!! YOU STINKER!!
A PS here. I don't really think it IS a Black Dog.
I love dogs. I feel we do dogs an injustice naming such a debilitating condition a 'dog'. We need a new term, a term which would indicate all that is evil, & sapping, about this affliction.
My choice is the Black Chasm. This maligns no human, no animal, no insect, nor yet, any plant!
There might be 'Chasm' fans out there who object??
Come on, I need the laughs??
Hit me with your Best Shot!!
In the frantic search for Blackness 'oblivion' it is amazing what one can find...
Should Knitted Penises be your ultimate goal, seek no more...
And, just becuase....