I say "Dog,
"If I die and T. S. Eliot
Buries me in his garden
Will you dig me up again?"
(That T. S.! Always
Etherizing folk on tables
Or burying them in gardens)
"How deep we talking?"
Asks Kiko. "I am, after all,
A very small dog and
Easily distracted."
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