All In A Mouse's Night

02/10/2014 15:04

A night turns in its shades;

the stars have fled

bound by the shimmer

the moon bestows.

In rage; a shadow lurks

feasting on the damage

As it laps at the wounds

a whisper sits ripe on tongues.

Swinging bulbs beg for slumber,

as the brain flickers on and off.

An intruder set alarms

screeching under smiles.

A mouse scurries unknowingly

in a gleeful hovel ground. With beady eyes,

it clocks a shattered puzzle

And prays, it would be solved...