Something Speaks

A long patience,
and a virtuous sigh.
Many implications in
lore I speak tonight.

To dwell in the feel
worse, the feeling,
of dog's wet silky hide
an owner'd been dealing
digest diaries
for hillbilly wives
a flea bitten family
caring for their lives
in unwed matrimony
in dog fest polygamy
for the United States,
for their pure and simply harmony.

Disquieting the very
soul in me.

Disfiguring and asking
more of me?