Lady Jane and her squirrels
all red wisps, tufts and whorls
unamoked and revived
now with timidless stride
...
it is true I've developed
a penchant
for beings deemed other
than sentient
...
the kindness of strangers has dwindled
some so intent on their devices....
on what text appears next on their kindles
...
I lay the strip of rain-rug
over the first few feet of
prettier woven floor art
by the front door...
...