Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Tuesday, 20 February 2018

When I feed my dog,

he sits before me and the food,
and I bow - in reverence to him
and to the food.  And then he eats.
This is my only religious ritual.
It is enough.



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