|
|
|
|
 |
|||
|
Michael lived in a cage a beagle lived in a cage at Duke in a cage at Duke in a lab in a cage Michael retired to the care of Maggie released to her care rescued by Maggie A woman unlike the men who opened the door of the cage who opened the door to the unspeakable Michael never spoke never a yelp whimper never a bark whine his eyes full of unspeakable his eyes burning dark pain full of cities tortured and burned silent Michael running away from the door bell from visitors coming out to watch only the women Michael exploring the back yard the grass still and solid a carved dog watching birds incomprehensibly Michael day by day trying watching the sky asking the sky are you? am I? Michael one day answered by gentle water dropping kissing smooth ears and quivering wet on tail saying Yes! Yes! his first rain
|
||||||
|
Copyright
© 2001 Jennie Knoop. All rights reserved. web design by Star WebWorks
|
||||||
