four ay-em (the dogs)

the dogs of four ay-em
are yelp
and bark
and whine

they are mayhem

confusion

someone
must have done something
maybe
squeaked a toy

or maybe
farted

perhaps incontinence
had a role to play

could be
someone slipped in something
spoke
a bad word

perhaps there was a robbery
in progress
invitation
to a wild response

or those dogs might be
resident inside my head
barking only
inside of me

the dogs
of four ay-em
are loud tonight

they speak as one

every one of them
shouting


© Frank Prem, 2017

October 2017 Poem #07: street sounds (2)

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