Dogged

I am a dog, come to kill that tip of the tail again and dig the hole deeper.

Strange to so trepan my own never mind. My mist is rich.

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Wednesday 11 September 1661.

Dave Bonta

Learn by heart: tap a gap

I am a dog, come to

that tip of the tail

Keep going on the web or in the app.