Borzoi

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Borzoi

Loping like a ghost along the wet black pavement,
the white dog is trotting on beside the gutter full
of moon-beams and blossom and delicate
orbs that are the images of skulls of mannequin
all leering like corpses from the sex-shop front.

Sorry, I don't have much to critique about this one but I just wanted to stop by and say that I really like this poem. Thanks for making my day better.