DOG (for Ferlinghetti)
Dog is angry.
From behind his fence he
snarls and shouts
insults at passersby.
Working himself into a rage,
he spits curses and turns his
intestines toxic, his liver
to axle grease.
I glance over and
continue my walk,
humming softly
to myself.
4/14/21
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