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13 lines
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in the backyard with dad, who insists on releasing a mouse
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from a glue trap into the backyard, and i, with the hose,
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having dirtied brand new shoes,
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which mom and i bought on pilgrimage to jc penney.
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the mouse stares at me with omniscience,
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wriggling against sightless demons.
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she limped off - lime green glue matted into her fur -
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i thought to leave her for the vultures, and the tomcats,
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but i knew her name
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and brushed mud off suede
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in the kitchen sink.
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you live, and i die again.
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