Never seen anything like it:
it wasn’t a puppy, not a kitten,
not a frog.  Some kinda baby
tentacled thing, or maybe it wasn’t
a baby at all.  Six inches tall or so,
black I think or dark mud-green —
hard to tell.  But it was PISSED,
snarling and ravening under the table
till I booted it out into the yard…ravening?
Oh, that’s what the next door neighbor
called that noise it was making…yeah, of course,
Howard,
the weird one.  He seemed
fascinated with it; happened to be outside
and watched me brain the thing with a shovel.
“Can you imagine,” he said, “if that thing
was huge, perhaps even larger than the largest
of skyscrapers?”  Yeah, he’s a weird one.
I hear he writes.