Poem of the Month

Rabid Dog

When you wake me

I tend your stenosis

brush your bad mouth

catch the happy fleas

bouncing up from bed sheets

where we sleep together

I pet and fondle your collar

Swarovski crystals set in grape leather


Best attendant of woman

Best friend of man

like a Berlin train with plush seats

you run on a timetable

your presence fetters my ankles

with morals that keep me from leaving

this house we cohabit


Dog born of wolf I promise

in these new vows

to try harder

to hear your infection

to listen to my hand

absently petting

the bark the yip the howl the rage

of a little boy who never got

the attention he deserved