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Del Mar Spectator published in 1983 and 1984

Jeanne Carney | Serpentine Drive


He’s out there lumbering
toward me— half-awake, I
hear hungry mouthings a
high nasal whine

In early light he bulks
against a cold red morning
dogs bark insanely nothing
stays him

How could I have slept
forgetting he comes to consume
me— my life, work,

Hurry—make a run for it!
Too late; he looms in the driveway
I’m done for—
It’s garbage day!


This poem was orignally published in the Del Mar Spectator in May 1983. Reprinted here courtesy Jan McMillan and Jeanne Carney.



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