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Rats (Free verse) by Caducus
Throat slit red
in brake light trance,
my twelve hour changeling
appears in wing mirror sunrise
by birds in tarmac trees.
Traffic light duel
Audi Versus Saab
amber green smog
I scurry then crawl
to a third exit grave,
parking by failures
in Hyundai badges
yellow star cars.
Eleven hours crawl
Rats scurry to one room
gnawing at each other
then grouping on one
to a slow one month death.
Rob is now Robert,
Rat is now mouse.
At twenty past nine
by mute tarmac trees
my rat sleeps in its Saab tomb
till it wakes on my forehead
crawling in to my mouth.
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Anonymous | 8.7.69.32 | 7 | January 6, 2009 6:41 PM PST |
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