I saw him walking
down the street
dragging dead dog
behind him.
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I lost half of my breath reading your film-poem, dear Carsten. The poem of Pablo Neruda 'My dog died' came into my mind. Even you in the poem, careless in the beginning 'you dove into the sun / lit streets'. Thanks for sharing. I give 9+ to you.
I wonder which one of them was really the most deceased?