Through the nightmare of crowded street
the dog-mutt led his subject through a maze
wilderness of legs and troubles
footfalls crashing like loud barks
darkness fell too without energy
setting the bowl cleverly
just so
where the man his eyes would fasten
relieved from those ravings outside
nothing besides a bed of rags for the leader
who has taken place to guard the man
through dreamless sleep
with the sun-king.

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