the police dog

the cop with the dog
is running,
going from yard to yard,
the dog is on
the trail
of something, or someone.
you can hear the crackle
of the cop's
radio as he sweats
and struggles to keep
up with the frantic dog,
he digs his long nose
into every corner,
bush and rock.
it doesn't seem
like a high crime area,
you think as you eat
your lunch
on the porch, turning your
head towards a warm sun.