Therapy Puppy.

Therapy Puppy.

Ulises Vargas 

October 3, 2025. 


Home base is only a place 

To wake up in the morning 

Or to run back to when you feel lonely; 

A security of comfort, 

Deep in a hugging bed 


The outside world 

Is arduous and cruel 

So what more could you need

Than home’s hugging bed;

My cuddling hand? 


Every step out that door 

Wears heavy on your feet, 

So come and stay home:

There’s no stones to throw here 


But what does it matter 

If every day 

You choose to leave me 

And keep others company?


Am I not enough? 


Do you really need them? 


What do you do out there, 

Where I can’t see? 


Tell me you hate it 

Because I couldn’t stand the opposite 


And if you mean it 

Then stay here with me 


I’m all the company 

You could ever need 


Though, I’d never tell you 

How it hurts to see you go 

Or how it hurts 

Whenever you come home 


When you’re tired of them 

And bored of your adventures 

And all the fun you must be having; 

Tired enough to take a time out 

And waltz back into our boring home 


I’ve come to expect 

That you’ll come hungover, 

Crying into my shoulder, 

About the sickos you met: 

Only to run it back, 

And do it all again 


I fear that, one day, 

You’ll meet someone better 

In the world of mystery; 

A place more exciting and homely 

Than my boring, cuddling hand 


So stay here, honey, 

With me, in bed, 

And stare only at me 

And share your lovely eyes 

Solely with me 


How it hurts to think 

That you, too, are free

While I’m stuck in silence 

Waiting to hear that jingle of keys


Just call me your bitch 

Whenever you come and use me 

Like some disposable love 

Or a dumb and lonely 

Therapy puppy


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