Urban dogs
can find no dignified
place to shit.
Urban dogs squat on street corners
and cracked concrete sidewalks
their owners distracted
watching blankly
plastic bag in hand
at the far end of the leash.
Urban dogs must get along
in the sandy dog run
in Washington Square—
dobermans and poodles pugs
and beagles must play together nicely
their territorial instincts
repressed and quivering.
Urban dogs have nails worn short
and paws grown calloused from
sidewalks and broken glass
or their claws grow long in pile
carpet gazing out of penthouse windows.
Urban dogs watch the birds in Central Park
and wish that they too could get away
for the weekend.
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Selections From: The White Porcelain Well
PoetryPoems, East Village, New York City. The White Porcelain Well evokes both the inner and outer landscapes of New York City's gay village. Written mostly in coffee houses and all-night diners over the course of several years, these poems attempt to ca...
