RAT ON !
A giant mouse has invaded my house
His eyelashes are pale+his breath reeks of
craft ale His favourite disc is War On Drugs
It’s trippy chords make him long for more & reflect
upon days in the fire-tower in Quetico
You see he travelled near+far to find my door ajar &
crept in ragged bandana +all I don’t know whether
to ice him or marry him or send him out for taxidermy
But I do know that come Spring he will pack his gear &
hightail it outta here for greener pastures +a plump Minnie
She who will listen to his mousey-lore especially re: the goals
he’s scored (five hole baby!) so much better than me
(how ’bout that top shelf wrister!)
Winter 2015 ..hanging on by a thread..