I AM LIKE A DOG. A Poem by Vacation Jason
I’m walking around. I’m on the beach. I just caught a frisbee.
Here, take it. I’ll run and catch it again, how do you like that?
Oh, you threw it farther? Look at me. I still caught it because I can run fast.
I’ll run up a hill and run back down without even looking at what was on top of the hill.
A lot of times I don’t care what the top of the hill looks like.
I care that I am running. I exist and thrive in the present moment.
I like to yell. I yell a lot. That is one of the number one things everybody knows about me.
I’ll yell if I see something I like. I’ll yell if I see something I don’t like.
Or if I think I hear a noise, or if I actually do hear something.
Sometimes I’m yelling not as a form of self expression, but just to feel the sound waves bouncing off of my surroundings to calibrate my location.
People want to pet my brightly colored fur.
Will I let you? It all depends on if I like you and if want you to touch me at that time and place. It’s hard to know how exactly I feel on the subject.
Unless you can read my mind, which you can not.
My shit smells like SHIT.
One day you might see me smelling my shit. You might think: Vacation Jason is like a dog.
He likes to smell his shit. Wrong.
I’m not doing it for pleasure. I’m curious. When I smell my shit, I’m learning about my body.
You can learn a lot about yourself by smelling your shit.
You may not like what you learn though.
I don’t need to do skateboard tricks. It’s just fun to see me on a skateboard in the first place!
Look at me go! I’m on a skateboard! Hahaha!
Damn. I’ve seen a lot of people ride skateboards, but the way he rides, that made my day.
I’m not working like a dog though!
I don’t work at all. I’m Vacation Jason. I wear Sunglasses and Hawaiian shirts on the beach.
Like Spuds MacKenzie. A dog that goes on Vacation.
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