Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Poem ~ Buket Ozgel

I have an imaginary dog.
He is only around in the presence of dark souls.
The moment I hear the woof woof sound,
I produce a bell from my pocket and show that
it is not good to condition oneself
to sheer animosity beforehand.

Save that I do not ring the bell.

 Buket is Turkish who is now writing in English.

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