Cubicle and Factory Dog Poem

dog paintings

dog paintings


I suppose all of the
drab
little cubicles in the whole world
could fit into the space
between the eyes of the factory dog
wandering the
parking lot
and lazing away it’s time
under the trailers,
eating scraps
tossed by
factory
workers.
Trapped confinements
of factory floors and concrete
painted yellow
***