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Man\u2019s Best Friend<\/strong><\/p>\n You showed up again You turned your wet nose up Christ, you smell. Well done. You win. <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Paul Vaughan<\/strong> lives in Yorkshire. His work has previously appeared in Prole, Agenda, Poetry Salzburg, Frogmore Papers, Picaroon Poetry <\/em>and Obsessed with Pipework<\/em>, among others. He is also chief editor of the e-zine Algebra of Owls.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Man\u2019s Best Friend You showed up again out of the blue. Your shaggy parasitic black fur a blight on my hearth-rug. You turned your wet nose up at the Tescos own brand dog food. Barked to say your hunger would be satisfied with nothing until you had devoured the very sun. Christ, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15725","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15725","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15725"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15725\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15885,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15725\/revisions\/15885"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15725"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15725"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15725"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nout of the blue.
\nYour shaggy parasitic black fur
\na blight on my hearth-rug.<\/p>\n
\nat the Tescos own brand dog food.
\nBarked to say your hunger
\nwould be satisfied with nothing
\nuntil you had devoured the very sun.<\/p>\n
\nSnarling at my friends,
\nhumping every leg in sight
\nuntil you\u2019ve got me to yourself.<\/p>\n
\nAnd when you drag your stinking arse
\naway again
\nthis empty house will echo with your howls.
\nI\u2019ll scrub the filthy dishes
\nand sit beside the \u2018phone
\nyou disconnected.<\/p>\n