Here is a poem from my first book, My dog is an animal.
Early Morning Flashing
Up early,
Let the dog out,
The front door
To do his business
I have no energy
To put him on his leash
I only watch,
Standing in the doorway.
Across the street,
A car flashes
Its headlights
I wave at the dog
To come back in
I am stark naked
And the car
Keeps flashing its lights.
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