Today I am a hound.
Rich beany bitter coffee
Ozone-burnt air computer fan
Toast.
Exhaust, burning dust, warm car
I can't drive if I hang my head out the window.
Sweater rubs strangely on my hackles as
Man in next car leers.
Growl.
Today I am a hound.
Eucalyptus hand cream stops by to sniff out
Last night's drama.
Air conditioning meeting room,
Sweaty meaty hands strikes submissive with Brylcreem.
Howl.
Leashed to my cubicle. Feign work through
Open-eyed nap. Internet. Squirrel!
Released! Car bounds happily home.
Yoga mat wriggle. Smokey incense tickles.
Today I am a hound. Fed. Petted. Rest.
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