Last Sandwich
The thing aboutÂ
the dogs
is
they never
talk back
not in words
They fight over me
like I am
the last sandwich
on the planet
Do you know what
that feels like
your mere presence
prompting
drool and wags
wonder and awe
and a mad desire
to perform
the intricate ritual
known in these parts
asÂ
The Extended Play
Face Lick
It’s really
something else