21 August 2005

The Unexpected

whole body rigid with delight
fixed, unmoving
silky hair shimmering in the sunlight

breathing slows
attention unwavering
tension builds until it bursts into

barking. very loud barking.
Damn it! Boscoe, go home!
Boscoe, go home!

1 comment:

cuore said...

Written for the red head in my life, my dog.

She was watching another dog cross the road towards our place. The anticipation was unbearable. :)