Poems from the Street: Dogfight

Buchertown Greenway 6

Dog fight out on the street –

Two pit bulls, one leashed

And one free,

hardly a fair fight.


Sun rakes the street

with searing rays.

It cooks things dry,

Makes dogs want to fight.


Fumes from cars

are WMD –

choking, toxic.

My bike makes no fumes.


Allant in Cherokee Park