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Poet Commentaries

The Art of Marinating

The Art of Marinating

Wagged tails
and playful pounces,
the focus
is in the laserThere is a point,
a caveat
to the carrot

Red lights flash
turning me on,
and off,
pauses pounced
with waggy tales
of fake news.

A smarter dog
would catch on
and bite the hand
that teases it.

Marinating
in Verdana font
dimpled in
old parchment.
Watermarked
and sun kissed.
Feet and dog turn,
the leaves stir
and ice tinkles.

 

Same Old Story

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