I watch these Olympians
Hurl themselves into
Dust, water, air,
Scurrying after their favorite toy:
The lure of a KONG about to be thrown
Or pinned in the mouth of your brother
Is simply irresistible.
The KONG that you don’t have is always more enticing
Than the KONG between your paws.
The secret of life is
To wag your tail like a propeller for
The KONG you already have
With one eye cast midair for
The KONG that is yet to arise.