MONTAGE Poem by K. Schippers

MONTAGE



a mouse in motion
as if it isn't welcome
in certain places

halting

as if stills have been
cut from its movement
what is it doing




in that extra white
to its nest
just for a

touch so slight
that it won't
and back again

pitter-patter
vanishes
a little later

to embrace
a smell
direction

loses its goal
seems to arrive
somewhere

it isn't there
has never
been here

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