I think how it is.
You put me in the kennel
for the night, full moon
and clouds passing by
to obscure the last issue
before the discharge
of all my duties.
How I can settle all this
is the big question.
I hitch up my belt
which of course makes my sword clank
a little against
the chain link fencing
and then I get still to wait
for your grinning face.
May 12, 2014 3:33 PM
Written in collaboration with Irene's A Doggone Day
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.