Neighborhood Dogs by Kevin Ridgeway

bark jazz infused ear poison symphonies
early each morning as cars and buses
and short buses wiz by
each and every corner
garbage trucks punctuating their
vicious cries with clashes of steel and plastic
wiggling ear mites among the sound waves

they want to bite out faces off
and chew them into foam gravy
to dress their dry kibble with
screaming at our headless
bodies as they run beneath
this humid wretched day
searching for solace
from that horrific noise of beasts