Chain link fence

She lives on a corner, her back yard a chain link fence Walks alone each morning six times around the park Cocked arms pump right angles, rapid short steps, eyes ahead, speaks to no one I don’t know her name; someone told me once But I am horrible with names and forgot

She goes in her front door, lets her dog out the back If he barks too much at walkers, she comes to the door Hollers his name, goes back inside What she does all day in her house I don’t know

This morning, I thought I’d go stand at the fence Call the dog’s name, tell him he will be alright But I am horrible with names and forgot

(do not know date written – recognized by the Jasper Project)