The World’s Ugliest Dog Has Died and We Don’t Know How to Feel About That
by Jeff Jeppesen
None of my music files are controversial anymore
and that pisses me off so much
prickly revolutionary edges worn classic rock smooth
Bred to be hideous
Existing only to elicit disgust or pity
its owner, Clara Something, scattered the little beast’s ashes in her backyard
she is the only one who sobbed for the thing
Tonight the crickets sing an argument which sounds like:
Is! Is! Is! Is!
and means:
Your mistake is that you think the world has a beginning
this leads you to believe it will one day end
In the end, stars will loosen
in their sockets
like the teeth of old men
clatter to earth
cool grey pebbles
I make my daughters listen to my records
tell them this Buddy Holly song is why
you girls can say those words that make you giggle
a three minute song as an agent of change
in the end
when the wind stops blowing
and no dogs are ugly anymore
when signs
and wonders are done
Crickets saw madly as
ever in the new dark
calling for lovers like it’s not the end
is is is is
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