The Dog Walk

I mistook a dropped box of Durex
and the discarded instructions
as a rarely spotted fag packet

My two dogs poked their snouts
around this additional litter
and moved on without direction

This – our diverted morning walk
of squats and leg lifts en route
with me tugging on their long leads

I was a stalled stunt kite flyer –
crossing and uncrossing the strings
as they knotted ahead of me

The weekend gardeners buzzed
and clipped around my obligation
of giving these two their flight

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