Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

to a dead mouse

24 July 2013

to a dead mouse

 

my

mouse expired.

I’m grieving its loss,

it’s not the batteries, I

checked.

 

I

feel helpless.

I wasn’t aware

how much I depended on

it.

 

But,

I ordered

a fancy new one

and tossed the old one in the

trash.

 

I

won’t miss it

in five or six days,

which says something about life,

right?

24 July, 2013 - Posted by | Poetry | ,

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