Typical Saturday

I  lifted my dog to my knee

“It’s alright, Cooper”  I whispered in his ear

As I place him next to me

I’m  listening to poetry

But I’m getting bored

So, I decided to write a poem

While the recording continues

Though, I have my headphones on

I hear the people upstairs walking

Across my ceiling

I am, now, wondering if my stalker is working

This weekend

So, I can get my mail

I wish he would lose interest

Because I don’t want a picture of my ass

Treading

I want to go for a walk with Cooper

But I am too much involved with poetry

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