the morning porch watch a book and a chocolate-brown dog watching next to my c spring chair she runs out first to do her morning quick squeeze then joins me as I read the sun microwaves the brown dog, quickly absorbing the heat she begins to pant up & staring into my eyes with signatures saying "to eat" I budge - she's off like a bolt to the door shes shredded the screen into the kitchen her stainless steel bowls wait for water and dry the clinking sound the pellets on metal her ears pointed up tail wagging to beat the band smiling tongue lolls drips she sits first and waits eyes still & silent muscles vibrate waiting for the happy-dance signal nod then boom - short Usain Bolt crunch-crunch crunch----- licks dry the edges the corners looks slowly over with Oliver Twist pit bull eyes "more?" 4.2 9/8
Eye Signals
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Apr