Fear of Dog

Not all dogs bark, not all dogs bite.

But all of them have sharp teeth.

Tamed by the chained linked fence

Domesticated in daylight.

In the night they howl and hunt.

Ripping through the dark

Shredding my silence to bits.

Tearing out little rabbit hearts

Rolling in the scent of death.

Burying unbroken bones

Digging up bottomless pits.

Canine night terrors won't let me rest

They drag their sin stained feet into my bed

Then kiss me with their bloody breath.

I've seen them go straight for the neck

and smile.