Artisanal cheese (Jaw Lock)

The public radio commentator du jour
complained about those country kitchens
through which his designer dog would run
during another afternoon soiree
in which the guests would mob
the selfsame drafty country kitchen
the roomiest room in the whole
renovated Home and Garden sort of home.
He'd flagged wedges of artisanal cheese
on the butcher-block table
of that drafty country kitchen,
but the dog had toppled them.
It was a big designer dog
furry and lovable in its way
but neither did it recognize

Thus moaned the commentator du jour
on public radio through locked jaws,
one who denies owning the world
exercising his privileges within it.