Behind the door, open almost always
are small black puffs of Labrador hair
flecks of white, red from a couple pits
maybe a strand or two of husband/wife
brown, his being a bit darker than hers
a small but growing mass, protected
behind the door, open almost always
hidden from view and from broom
which too infrequently makes rounds
a mass of hair, gathering unto itself
like a beast gestating in a dark lair
unleashed only by closing the door