The animal growls menacingly <br />Continually lunging <br />Behind the invisible barrier <br />At my frightened <br />And blind chocolate lab <br /> <br />Hurrying to pack <br />This trips memory <br />I shiver in a <br />Ninety degree drive <br /> <br />Twenty hours round trip <br />Every other week <br />Living out of suitcases <br />Leaves me feeling disordered <br /> <br />I.N.T.J.s are seldom <br />Good captives… <br />The exception, <br />I am not <br /> <br />Reading to pass the time... <br />I am struck by: <br />“Never shall I forget those moments <br />that murdered my God <br />and my soul and turned my dreams into ashes.” <br /> <br />I think of the neighbor <br />Who electrifies <br />His yard to keep in <br />A rottweiler <br /> <br />And shoots at <br />Nutrias with a bb gun <br />For entertainment <br /> <br />And then, I understand <br />A bit better <br />Wiesel’s “Night”* <br /> <br /> <br />~ May 31,2006 <br />Somewhere in the Smokies <br /> <br />published: <br />www.abovegroundtesting.com July 2006<br /><br />Debora Short<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evil-wears-a-shock-collar/
