A Dog After Love

by Yehuda Amichai

After you left me
I had a bloodhound sniff at
my chest and my belly. Let it fill its nostrils
and set out to find you.

I hope it will find you and rip
your lover’s balls to shreds and bite off his cock —
or at least
bring me one of your stockings between its teeth.

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