Inside a car, with windows up,
A doll with braided hair, sits
Watching the sun.

Ahead through the road,
A man pedals a bicycle in fear:
Two dogs chase after him
As if he was a piece of meat
Meant to be devoured.

Salivating and barking
The dogs, bull wiser, feel the wind
Greet their fur.
The man on the contrary
Feels the adrenaline
Rush through his veins
As if It was that river
Where he could see himself
Gaining distance from those dogs

Meanwhile the doll in the car,
Sees the sun setting down
Just as the man
Sees the dogs
set their paws into a new road


Written by: L.L.


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