No One In Particular

[addy]

An interesting poem... love the approach you made.

Tends her roses
until noon, then feeds
her cats promptly at six--
A can for them--
one for her. This part worked the least for me... didn't feel quite as banal as the others for some reason, just quiet.

Put the dog down,
just last week.
He never could
quite get the hang
of fetching worthless sticks--
much less the Sunday paper. Love this part. Works on more than one level (mood of weariness, thoughts of suicide)

Still discusses politics,
repeatedly, eagerly--
with no one in particular.
Still quite bitter;
can't believe,
Dewey lost
in yesterday's returns. This is a strong verse as well. I do like where this verse ended and how noncommittally it wrapped up the poem, not what I expected