Monday, April 17, 2006

early morning

The dog sits at the front door
tips of fur wet with the
glistening dew
and paws dark with
morning mud.
He has completed his business
and wants back inside
with promises of wiping
his feet on the rug
before working his way
across your nice
forty-six cents/square foot
linoleum-tiled floor.

1 Comments:

Blogger HiddenKinship said...

This is pure snow! Do you have any idea what the street value of this mountain is?

2:22 PM  

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