Neighbor Dog

Each day the shifty neighbor dog waits,
I walk the mailbox, he bounds, wags his tail
like loose sheet metal in a wind storm,
then snarls and lunges against the fence.

Each day shifty shows his small mind
is never twisty, he always thinks the same,
always happy to show I'm odious.
I go back to tea and shifty barks

repulsive pulsive pulsive, the neighbors agree,
voices banging like sheet metal in a wind storm.