Quiet of an early morning
Before the onset of morning rush hour
while the beasts of burden
and engineers of civilization still slumber
in their respective man/woman caves
analogous to a hushed puppy,
whose faux pas
(four paws) involuntarily twitch
dreaming of jump/kick starting
another round of catch
with their master
or gamely frolicking
with no bone to pick
atavistically running
against the wind with the pack.