Simon Smythe
Simon Smythe
Nov 23, 2014

Stepping Out The Door

cat biscuits
cat biscuits
must not forget
or the blighters
‘ill howl
till your mind
Is their pet

About This Poem

Review Request Direction: Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: New Zealand, NZL

Favorite Poets: Leonard Cohen

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Comments

Esker

Esker

10 years 5 months ago

the protest I call it..
little humans do it too..
tired..see them on the bus and in the shoppes
driving other people nuts

"Oh that squalling kid" etc..
not the kids fault...hungry..tired..etc..
bored....add..troubled..
spoiled..

but pets....they want..they need..and they no
the voice that just makes the point..
treats...food..trail trips
take me out..grunt gruff poke you with my
nose and that sad..happy hopeful look

until your mind
is their pet...

ha.
Relate well

Thank You!