Tuesday, February 16, 2010

The Unconscious

I carry a cane these days
And sometimes observe the expressions of others.
I wonder if people and dogs and cats
Keep expecting me to use my stick on them.
It’s what I think about a lot for my amusement,
Not so much to strike them,
But sometimes to just tap or wave it
Until I have their bloody attention!

Still there are some people
Who need a serious beating
And there are some pets
That need to be nudged or whacked.
I wasn’t consciously planning, though,
To carry out the verdict.


Current draft: 2/16/2010
Created on 2/4/2010 11:58 AM

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