an octopus has three hearts
beating
beating
beating
you wake up from a sad dream
in which a loved one has died
only to remember
IRL
they're already gone
late afternoon
dogs barking
barking barking
dog barking
another dog barking
barking barking
barking
bark bark
bark bark bark
barking
barking
barking
stripes
waxwingtips
and feathers
filling the sky
gently rousing us
in
to the new
lunar year
roaring
(on the inside)