dinner for four
the dogs were in the kitchen
sniffing the tile and looking away
whenever I glanced back
over my left shoulder
they knew better
but nonetheless tested the limits
of their sensory curiosity
opening the lid to the beef tips
I picked up the wooden spoon and
growled something incoherently
they immediately receded
to their respective corners
giving way to the grey tiger
crouching in the shadows
april two thousand seventeen
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