on setting mousetraps

You snuck in with your plenty thoughts
and memories of meadow edges
having run the hemlock root
all ragged in the summer

pushing seed so thoughtlessly
that starlit owls might gently cough
and fueling cats half close their eyes to
Up the bad luck moon again
in slow disguise

when snap comes in the night
and I awake to share your knowing moment
I will pray your sleep comes quickly
and you steal my dream as well

2 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Minnie on March 12, 2012 at 11:39 pm

    Those snapped mice haunt your dreams, my gentle friend.

    Reply

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