Dogs 2010

COMPLAINT DEPARTMENT
(3/5/10)


they plague me
with their petty
bitching
and whining

nothing
is quite right
for them

they live
in good homes
attend good schools
have good jobs
and are in
relatively
good health
but have an endless
supply of gripes
and diatribes
about the perceived
shortcomings
in their lives

I cannot
help them

their needs
have little
foundation
in reality

they see
catastrophes
that do not
really
exist

they are
persecuted
by people
who not aware
of their
existence

they are abused
by institutions
which do not
know them
other than
as a slice
on another
demographic pie

I listen
in apparent
sympathy
shaking my head
and moaning
in response
to their assumed
agony

I
do not know
what
to tell them

they
should hear
my
problems