flesh and anger

I am good.

I will not bark. 

Will not tug on the leash.

My hungry heart pleads to run. To fight.

My being, built from flesh and anger, shakes in impatience.

I am good.

I will not growl.

Will not bite.

I pray you will correct me if I try.

I beg as I snap my seething jaws. 

I am not an angry man

I am not an rageful dog

I will run out your open front door

Through field and forest and road i will run

I do not want to hurt you

I want to flee the violence

I want to be a good dog