Teeth marks rolled
over jagged edges as drool
washed away the dirt.
Paws deftly locked tight.
Whatever was red no
longer lingered on the bone.
Screams had subsided,
I poured another drink.
Oh Rocky – impatient, insatiable. In
an hours time we would
have offered more – and
without those ribs bathed
in Aunt Cathy’s secret sauce,
chinese was the only answer
- delivery in fifteen minutes -
But we were in no mood to share.
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