RDP Tuesday: WATCHED
When she was a puppy I watched her eyes shine
when she saw you, when she heard your voice,
when you reached down to pet her and reminded her she wasn’t a cat
like her big brother Wolfgang
whom she loved only second to you.
When she got older
and her health failed
she would sleep a lot and take short little walks
and happily wait for you to come home.
When she heard your car door slam and you whistled for her
she would get up and her eyes would shine.
And then Wolfie died and you went away
and that is when I think her heart really started to fail.
For a little while she would lift her head up when she heard a car door slam and she
would wait for your whistle
but of course it never came
and she would let her head fall back to her pillow and she would go back to sleep.
Her eyes, I remember, never really did shine after you left and my heart broke for her
and then part of it hardened.
Now when I think about Domino’s broken
heart and darkened eyes I think of you and my own heart doesn’t break.
It turns to stone.