Midas Dog

Everything I touch, first try, no exceptions

The bowl went first and it went fast. I was reaching for dinner, not for a career change.

What it was, what it is now

Dinner bowl, ceramic, chippedbecameSolid gold, still empty
The rug by the doorbecameSolid gold, impossible to lie on
A tennis ball, my favouritebecameSolid gold, does not bounce
The hand that fed mebecameSolid gold, we do not discuss it
Every floor I have crossedbecameSolid gold, extremely loud
Midas Dog portrait
The face of it
Midas Dog reaching out a paw
The paw in question
Midas Dog looking away
No regrets on record
Midas Dog in a room made entirely of gold

I have not sat down comfortably since Tuesday.

Struck contract soon