six a.m.
the night dew has soaked my lawn
with its moist breath and glistening tears
the first rays of morning sun
are awakening
the crows and starlings
soon the sky will be filled
with flying rodents
and the sounds of Winter
a strange dog
takes a crap
in my neighbors front yard
I like dogs
my neighbor likes cats
stray cats
eighteen and younger
purring cats
that need attention
and lots of money
to keep quiet
cats that wear mini skirts
and daisy duke shorts
with mid drift tops
and purr for some
middle age back
to scratch
call me jealous
but I like dogs
and long marriages
my wife still sleeps
as I make my way outside
into the tall wet grass
where I pick up the paper
and stand for a moment
just to smell the fresh dog shit
and enjoy the sounds
of a garbage truck
as it hauls away the kitty litter of yesterday___

2007 © ted sheridan

Ted Sheridan

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