26 February 2012

Where My Dog and I Belong

Here in the country
Where my dog and I

When I opened
The car door
To let my dog out
I looked on the ground

Old Style
Beer cans
And horse shit
Guess I live in an

Old Style beer can horse shit town


Kim said...

I do too, thankfully. Dogless now though, just the odd stray doghair, the photos and the memories. Evokative poem, I can almost smell the horseshit and envision the steam rising off it in the low riding sunlight.

Mr. Beer N. Hockey said...

Thankfully the Hammer does not eat horse shit any more. Once you have eaten human shit there's no turning back.