Dog Tag Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka
Dog Tag
Spurned, dejected, rejected,
a collar I loop.
A noose I become primed for hanging.
My tree is chosen
a sturdy branch selected,
high enough,
from whence I'll swing,
my feet
brushing the ground.
My body shall
twist and twirl some and dangle
beneath
the noose around my neck
keeping my breath away.
Suspended,
my soul shall flicker away.
Of me, only a dog-tag
memento
shall remain.
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