Monday, June 17, 2013

poem ian michael



Euthanasia by Ian Michael


My friend, we’re family.

What’s happening?

I know something’s up.

I don’t plan on giving up.

Don’t you.

Yes, i’m breathing hard, 

but that’s what Pugs do.

Yes, my beard is gray,

comes with a decade.

Listen, even though I can’t speak.

I know I can make it, at least one more week.

Don’t let me down

Don’t put me down


For Sammy 2/9/03 to 5/31/13


















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