By Richard Sun
My pup lives in my phone.
He is a Siberian Husky with
The blue ice of the eye.
Like the gaze of Dmitri
Or the whispers in deep Russian tongue.
I call his name when FaceTime,
He searched my voice in fluster.
Big wet nose sniffing the phone,
Responding to my whistles.
I named him Sirius like the
Brightest star in the night sky,
As well as the pad foot with pride.
There is another black dog
That follows me everywhere
Neither bark nor whine.
My friends can’t see him because
He rests and nourishes in my shadow.
I asked Chris, say please help me,
He’s got my tongue and throat
Chris did not respond and I don’t want to blame
I took him on a walk under the sun,
He neither plays nor pants,
Simply just sits and waits for the night to come.
He sleeps on my chest,
Snores in my ear,
Tells me the same story over and over
The dark dirty room
Mirrors with dots
Tiled floor freshly mopped.
He grabbed me by the throat
Tighten until I choke
I remembered his scorpion tattoo
And tiles are cold and slippy.
He closed the door behind him,
I wiped the blood trails on my thighs.
That’s when the iron smell of blood
Alerted the hunter of the night.
He sat down quietly in front of me
Tail curved like a scimitar.
I am not afraid anymore
I am used to his presence.
But I remember when I found Sirius
On the street on a winter morning,
His cold, wet nose touched my palm
Like an ice chip melting in my hand.
He is my pride
Like the brightest star of the night.
With sharp canine teeth and growl
With whiskers and big paws.
He guards by my bed at night,
Breathe sharp and light
In his dream he must be
Running through a meadow
Jumping in the snow.
He is also my warrior
With his sharp canine teeth and growl
With his whiskers and big paws.
He came back to me after a day’s joy,
Resting his weary head on my knee
Like a wayward son.
Somewhere half a world away
He is waking up, nibbling grandpa’s ankle,
Waiting for his breakfast impatiently
And his teeth and paws
Eyes and whiskers
Will have a new day.
My warrior and my pride,
My guard of the night.
He sneezes under the sun,
He lives in my phone.