by Rod Tipton

the great, great, 
grand progeny 
of wolves
living the 
condo life; 
a nervous little
black and white, 
bob-tailed dog
snapped to a leash 
dragged down 
the sidewalk 
by clacking ultra-high heels
her thin lips pulled back in 
an eternal frown,
"come on baby 
do a nice poopy 
for mommy. 
I've got a date" 

Rod Tipton is a poet and filmmaker from Seattle, Washington.