it still blows my mind, that you were here... it seemed so long... and then in a moment 
you were gone. for hours i've thought of other stuff that's happening, and i spaced the time we would have had our afternoon walk, and then i feel sunk, like i forgot you, and instead of walking to celebrate you i listened to stories of the evil police. i'm thinking how you never knew about psycho-cop, and how if i was black i could have been killed for walking you off leash, as i could have my head cracked now for standing my ground. even if you didn't know you knew we stood for freedom with love and responsibility and peace.