I AM THAT MOUSE
I AM THAT MOUSE Poems
World War Negative 3
silent soldier speak to me
speak to me of bloody birth
quiet warrior tell tales of the beginning
born into this empty earth
sobbing soldier call to me
call to me you fallen foe
weeping warrior cry out like a child
tell me of your squandering show
surrendered soldier release to me
release to me your living losses
quitted warrior reveal all of my victories
won alone by carrying crosses
surviving soldier speak to them
speak to them of my fulgurous feat
wayward warrior tell tales of you were beaten
in the dust i recognized ...
you know that i can spot your fear
like cocaine on your nose, my dear.
those things you think you locked inside
are the things that i can't look beside.
where you're afraid your dreams will go
is why i sleep so not to know.