Since I left the human race,

To its vanities and rude mistakes,

To its sad search for sweet good taste, and grace—

I learned what love is, and what it takes

To love—how love wants to look at a face

That has meaning and a truth to tell.

Humans are simpler dogs—a sentence has less nuance than a smell.

We are not barred from truth because of its truth

But because of the courage it takes to tell

The truth, without shame; shame knows us—and we know it well.

I loved you like a dog, and I miss your smell—

Wrong and shame are what I miss; everything I cannot—tell.


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