IS YOUR FATHER HOME?


The rich man knocked on the door
When I answered
I found him
Staring at the dog
On the floor

He was an idiot
He could not tell
It was dead

“Is your father home?”
“No”
“Do you know when he will be back?”
“No”
“Can you tell him I stopped by?”
“Yes”

He then left to one
Of his many business
Or perhaps to his mansion
By the beach

I placed the dog
In a black plastic bag
And buried it