How The Bone Feels to the Dog

By Allison Wolf

Like making a yellow light,
like sleeping in on a rainy day,
like finding 50 dollars on the ground.

Bone and dog stuck together for life,
like ink to paper.

Dog buries bone,
in the boiling black garden soil,
like a killer hides a body.

Bone squeals as the dog clenches down,
like the brakes on an old car.

Slobber avalanches bone,
drool hangs from mouth,
like a tsunami covers the coast.

Bone smells dog’s breath,
to make sure dog hasn’t been cheating,
like a suspicious wife checks her husband’s clothing.

Like two peas in a pod,
like a pair of socks,
like a set of best friends.

Bone and Dog.