barking at the bay window
it was near midnight
the dog was barking
waking me mid-dream
just as I was I ready
to corner the dormouse
I stretched & yawned
slowly rising to my feet
stretching my legs
& lifting my back upward
toward the ceiling
by this time the dog
had retreated back to her bed
but eventually curiosity
& the red full moon
got the better of me
august two thousand twenty-two
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