I have my garage door a quarter
of the way open to let out the smoke
so I can only see her legs walk by
and the dog stop
Every time that maladjusted hound
sees me it will
wherever that might be
and voraciously bark at me
as though it were infested
with the urge to kill me
in a cold snap of rabid maw.
“No…sit…be quiet…come on.” She’ll say
and the dog will eventually listen and quietly
proceed out into the night
out into the walk
to piss on everything and eventually
I wonder what that dog’s deal is
why it keeps barking at me.
on an instinctual level
that I’m a maniacal misogynist
that I prefer cats
that I strangle puppies or
was born in an egg?
Does it know something that I don’t?
probably just skittish
just an asshole.