Dog
In the dog days of this
dog’s breakfast world,
you remain dogged
in your doggy ways;
face licker, arse sniffer,
purveyor of fetid breath,
oblivious to squalor,
fantastically lavish
with affection.
Incapable of guile or guilt,
your shamelessness
puts me to shame.
Each morning,
like every morning,
a whirl of wag and slobber;
you greet me
like the long lost—
I am kibble in your paw.
Look up lunar howler,
Sirius shines for you,
take a bow wow wow.
Jonathan Rosen is a 57 year old psychotherapist and poet – He been writing for 15 years but these his first tentative steps at releasing some to the world.