no mask
no cover
no voice
no sound
solo
in my verse
as light fades
***
for pain
has no shelter
nor has love
***
silence
Photo credit :- morgen-danach
For cindy
This Monday morning I did the same ritual, came downstairs at 5am for a coffee and to check my emails. To me it is the most peaceful time of the day, it’s quiet and this is the time I gather my thoughts for the day ahead. For the last 2 mornings I thought I caught something out of the corner of my eye but did not really pay too much attention to detail. Then it happened again this morning!!!! I opened the pantry door and there it was…..a mouse, making himself very much at home between the containers. I screamed at the top of my voice, (am sure I woke the whole neighbourhood)
I try to keep my home spotless at all times and grew up with the belief that they are notorious for disease carrying. I just don’t understand how he got inside. As I’m typing this, I feel someone or something’s watching me 24/7. You can bet your sweet ass that I am going to clean everything out in the pantry, and as sad as it is, put down a mousetrap. Definition of a mouse:- An animal which strews its path with fainting women! How will I ever get through this day? HELP!!!
What is that little speck I spy
From the corner of my eye
Surely nothing…just my mind
If I turn what will I find?
Having a coffee in my kitchen
Something’s scratching my intuition
But I feel safe here in my house
OH MY GOD!!! IT’S A………..MOUSE!!!!!!
Thanks http://www.tracyhsays.com/ oxo
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