Sad to say
I am still alone
Baking cookies or whatever
I am not sniveling
I am brave in my isolation
Like a pugnacious dog
Yapping at myself in the mirror.
I like that image
My mouth fits nicely into a snarl shape.
After the cookies cool I
Fill my pockets with them to eat as I shamble along
On my solitary walk
Amble along being brave
I throw a cookie to a passing dog
Also walking alone
Good dog, he snaps up the cookie and barks for more.
I empty my pockets onto the ground.