NO BONES, REALLY
Walk dog no my.
Not really.
Lazy today lazy day lazy.
Shining overhead,
I finally
am sun.
Dog cupboard
empty is
no bones.
Sunglasses broken.
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Delightfully askew!
William Carlos Williams comes to mind, though this is very much in YOUR voice. I find this really engaging. Thank you for sharing this poem!
Delightful poem! (Really)