Found poem!

In her demo, Elizabeth asked us to choose a number of words or phrases from some of our personal writing, so I grabbed some snippets of text from this post about my old dog’s worsening asthma.  I cheated and added one word, a “the,” which I don’t consider too much of a cheat.

The original post had a relatively clear and predictable sense of suspense organizing it.  The poem works differently, by recasting the “it” to an unknown aggressor.  All we know about it from this cryptically telegraphic text is that it is older than the Boston Terrier it pursues, it catches the Boston from whom it elicits loud noises before an implied respite of silence.  ENJOY!

As is custom,
It doubled his splayed efforts,
Catches the somewhat more youthful Boston Terrier.

Ridiculously loud cough—
Sigh of annoyed compliance—
Actual deafness:
Rescued.