Two Ears, Four Paws, Etc.

A mouse.
Wide-eyed and limp in spirit
Buried deep within the walls
Four paws scratching
Exactly when you need silence.
Buried deep within the left ventricle
Scratch thumping away.
A mouse.
Worn thin and soft spoken
Dancing within your secrets
Sneaking beneath the pantry door
Oh, the lack of light
Twenty teeth rotting
Chewing your artisan head hollow.
A mouse.
With the love of each of your goodbyes.
With the secrets and the stench of old kisses
With the shaking movement of your eyes
With the jarring shifting of near misses
With the confusion of the sweet disguise
With all of the the fluidity of the listless.