Waiting Room Poem #77 (a poem)

Towards the end of a long day.

I brought my cat to the vet
but here I am sitting in the dog section—
or the dog photo section, anyway

A happy dog emerges from the back
she’s wearing the cone of shame—
clear, so she can see
what she’s not supposed to be doing

(21 November 2018—posted November 22)


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