So Little Left

Like a tire-less pickup truck in the weeds

Coupling rusted disassembled stove and fridge

Adorning a front yard in fogged gray

Outside a dilapidated “starter” of better days

Where plastic sheets adorn broken windows

Following beer bottle lobbing on a drunken binge

During fireworks night in July

Or was that a 12 gauge I heard

Police inquiry

A Keystone Cops routine for the night

Boredom’s throw-away hour

Once just a quiet recluse

Now visiting the pound

Bringing home a junk-yard crazy giveaway

Keeping his bits-and-pieces-world company

Barking at all comers

Including the postman

Sliding a rare acknowledgment into the mailbox

Soft pink in color