mice dreams

November 20, 2006

the mouse curls up
in her hidden nest
of paper and twine.

she dreams of your breath
while you lay traps near
her perfect droppings.

you lie in your bed
of cloth and stolen feathers
to dream of sudden death.

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3 Responses to “mice dreams”

  1. lillian hamrick's avatar bloglily Says:

    November 21, 2006 at 4:43 pm

    Q — I love this. especially “your nest of /cloth and stolen feathers.” xo, BL

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  2. qazse's avatar qazse Says:

    November 21, 2006 at 9:53 pm

    BL, thank you for stopping by and for the positive comment. I am still without computer and therefore not in circulation as I once was. I will make the rounds soon.

    (PS I re4vised this poem yet again, I have a tendency to rush into posting)

    warm regards,
    xo Q

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  3. qazse's avatar qazse Says:

    December 14, 2006 at 1:40 am

    rev2:
    the mouse curls up
    in her hidden nest
    of paper and twine.

    she dreams of your death
    while you lay traps near
    her perfect droppings.

    you curl up in your nest of
    cloth and stolen feathers
    to dream of dead mice.

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