This is where we began
This is the
town and this is the car
These are
the words you said to me once
This is the
place my father shook your
Hand and the
rest of you
This is the version of me
You knew and tasted so long ago
And now I am someone else
Mouse man
He’s got a
brown and furry nature
A scurry
nature
A
nest-building nature
A chew it up
nature
And I’ve got
a fresh trap
With some
lovely cheese
Just for his
neck to break on
Losing the game
In my
defense, by the time they told me
It was a
game, it was much too late, so
To my
chagrin, I lost the game
And I’m
still trying to figure out
What the
rules were to begin with.
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