I Wonder What My Dog Thinks

I Wonder What My Dog Thinks

I wonder what my dog thinks
About his body
When he looks in a mirror
“I gotta do something with my tail”

When I look straight on at myself
It takes a bit of photo shop in my mind 
But I look strong and fit
Yet a tiny turn to the side and 

I wonder who came up with 
“You have a great dad body”
Obviously it could have been Ivanka
For Father’s Day

Or was it an old rich white guy
Realizing money wasn’t going to pay off Death
Or a baby boomer housewife who ran out of Zoloft
And would rather fib than fight

When it comes right down to it
It’s the belly; at least for me
Even when I was in high school basketball shape
My one friend would call me fat boy

Growing up middle class and white
I can’t fathom being called black boy
Especially by a white boss at the fast food restaurant
No clue he was gently stabbing a fragile child

Even at 61 I still have great legs
Sure they’re a little too hairy – but I can handle that
I wonder why we can’t all agree legs are just fine
Even those who would vote for __________