ode to a mouse

December 18, 2003 § Leave a comment

there is a little dead mouse
frozen to the trunk of my car
kind of like a hood ornament
only on the wrong end of the taurus
and it used to have blood
real blood
not metal
flowing through its tiny veins

real blood
stopped in its tracks by the harsh winter snow

i don’t know what to say
and i don’t know how i feel


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