Rob S. Friedman
June 2022
Anthropomorphize Now
Be my guest, man. It’s as easy as ordering online. Your Mocha Latte is my Puppuccino. Same bliss going down.
You know what I like because you know what you like. Forget what the trainer says. You can’t be confident in high-rising terminals.
She’s been trained to train, sure, but where are her dogs right now? Heads on bed pillows, drifting in and out of dreams not of what can’t or shouldn’t be.
We know what bacon smells like, just like you. We know a loving caress that leads to a gaze that yields even more delivery of joy.
Rob S. Friedman 