DOGGED POEM

Howling at paperboys
and letter carriers,
transporters of words,

it snarls and bites
at fat cats who collar
and kennel it

yet, unashamed,
it yelps
through time.

Barking, pissing
at the tree of life--
a poem is loose!

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Greg Bauder has a BA in English Literature from The University Of British Columbia, and he has published in many North American magazines, including U.S. publications such as Thought, Songs Of Innocence, Penny Dreadful, Glyph, Morbid Curiosity and Above And Below.

He is Assistant Editor to the Canadian magazine, Tickled By Thunder for which he has worked the past four years.

You can reach him at gbauder@quik.com.

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