Thursday, March 14, 2013

the time is up


The mouse runs
The panic body eyes wild
Jumping occasionally
It can't see a way out

Once the holes were big
It could run in and out
Now it has grown fat
It finally gets trapped inside

The fear in its eyes
The mind works over time
The day has come
The raining season arrives

The smell of drowning
The smell of rain
It jumps up and down
There is no way out

The mouse stays
Pushing its head out of the hole
It is all it could do
Then the cat just bites it off

Its body struggles
The head goes with the cat
Finally it stays immobile
Death slowly registers its time

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