"Bad Neighborhood" and "First Thing in the Morning"

Bad Neighborhood

a big black savage dog
is chained to the axle
of a rusty Ford
in the overgrown front lawn
of a dilapidated house
on a dead end street

if it ever gets free,
it will grab you
by the leg,
the arms,
and make you
live there

First Thing in the Morning

I’m like a photograph
waiting to expose.
I rub my eyes,
yawn my way
into a recognizable form.

Amazing,
I wake shapeless, thoughtless,
amorphous, a blur,
and yet you know me
already.