- P. G. Roman

I look at Tiny Dog,

My happy weiner dog

Who is stretching on the couch and say to her

“Look Tiny Dog, it’s a beautiful day.

The sun is shining.”

Tail wags.

Alarm goes off.

I want to cell my throwphone across the room.

Patsy Cline.

Coffee with cream.

Wisconsin Dells.

I write the to do list on a post-it.