Blondi. By Wayne F. Burke

putting the stick to Eva Braun

last night, her

head banging the head-board of the

bed, legs of the

bed lifting and

thumping the floor:

"Ja! Ja! Ja!" Eva said.

Suddenly, the door swung open and

Shitler's dog ran in

and bit me on the ass--

"No Blondi!"Eva screamed. "Bad dog!"

I hopped off and

Blondi hopped on:

As I left

i heard the bed

start thumping

again.

Wayne F. Burke's poetry has been widely published online and in print. He has published six full-length poetry collections, most recently DIFLUCAN (BareBack Press, 2019). He lives in the Pine Tree State.