Poem #2: Dachshund
There’s a table full of celebrities,
Athletes perhaps
Or at least
Someone who hands out the money
They’re at a meeting
All on their phones
Talking into space
When did this become the norm?
People walk by and wave
Hoping for some recognition
When in walks a Dachshund
And suddenly
No one cares
About the stars
They will never capture attention
Like this fury little gentleman
Who licks his own asshole
In public
