Dear Mouse

i’m sorry i missed dinner

dear mouse

but i was rather disinclined towards

being out

and

tussled instead

with

dreaming a heavenly paramour darted by stars

walked briskly sky

ways with roses to

ask you to look up

look away

look up there

and see that mother earth is no spinning

bitch

if we love

this wicked life,

dear mouse, from the ground

and i’m sorry i missed dinner,

but was rather disinclined towards

being out in the clouds

and

looking down