it’s a delicate, dog / human stalemate
I want to sit down but I’m worried about your tail mate
look at you – sprawling
on the floor
between the desk and the door
with awful
indifference
but ignorance
is no defence in law
so if your tail gets a kink
when I sit down to think
and you howl
and growl
and kick up a stink
any attempt by you
to lawyer-up and sue
will be laughed out of court
so here’s a thought:
why make snoozing quite so fraught
tuck in your tail before it gets caught
I know you find the desk inviting
but I GOTTA sit down and do some writing