called a research paper.

And that's why I haven't been around lately.

But I'm back now
and I'll be around more often
with lots and lots of words to share,
and maybe they'll make sense
and maybe not.

In other news,
someone abandoned a white husky
in front of my local pet store.

She was so sweet and lovely,
and I wanted to bury my face
in her fur and tell her that
some wonderful person
was going to walk through
the door and fall in love with her
and take her home
and be her friend forever.

And she's probably part
of a new home already...

But what about the rabbits?
And the guinea pigs and
the mice and the rats
and the parrots and finches
and lovebirds and the
aquarium fish and the lizards
and turtles and snakes?

I want to open their cages,
lift their squirming bodies
from wood shavings and
terrariums and slip them
into my jacket pockets.

I get sick just looking
at the grey and white rabbit
locked in a cage with metal grills,
hiding from prying human eyes
under an opaque purple
plastic igloo, its furry little
body heaving up and down
with each breath, eyes
dull and clouded with
boredom and stupor
and sawdust.