Waiting

[Anonymous]

Father used to speak for the dog
in a shrill, “cute” voice.

Watching him converse with
himself was funny, from a
peculiar point of view.

Though it wasn’t mine, I cringed
when the dog demanded a walk,
a treat, or a fresh bowl of water; loved these 3 lines
conscious of a bend – waiting for the snap. I'd be weary using this line. There's a quote from a movie legally blonde called the "bend and snap" - where the girl bends to the floor to pick something up, then snaps back up. They use this 'technique' as a way to attract men's attention.

All in all, I enjoyed the poem. Some parts I couldn't entirely grasp. A little fixing up on the clarity and it'll be great!